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I Wanna Say
You said:
"Your heart's like an apple
And every different boy
You love, takes a bite away.
And after a while all you'll
Have is a core, and your
Real love will end up
Throwin' you away."
I wanna say:
"Damn, that boy
Ate your heart away."
You said:
"Maybe God plans for
You to do more than
Get married, and
Have some babies."
I wanna say:
"Maybe I don't care what God's
Got planned for me anyway."
You said:
"You gotta stop caring
What people think about
You, and do what you really
Wanna do."
I wanna say:
"Goodness, a hypocryte
Stands before me today."
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"But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling, like dew, upon a thought, produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think."
- Lord Byron
Last edited by JirQUEST; 08-04-2007 at 01:19 PM.
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