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L-O-V-E hUrTs


I was the realest on yo team and u stabbed me in my back

I thought what we had was real, Till u started hitting his jack

People Said What we had was love,

But it seems I was the only one attached

Its gon be hard for me to love or trust cause u broke that

Can’t even function without you cause i was head over hills

 
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