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My Love Affair


So many late nights trying to speak ‘til the end If this is my last strike, my ball points at the pins We started out at dear just to finish with love I sent you out of here Now you fit like a glove I don't know how it happened Thought we dwindled apart But then it got rapid We rekindled the spark A blast from my past got me feeling more smooth We were moving so fast and now we got us a groove That's when the needle drops We've been playing our notes It's time for us to stop from reciting these quotes You brought something out that I been reminiscing You only filled the void of what I really been missing
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