Is my problem lost in
Is my problem lost in the female anatomy? Is it booty or beauty that's attracting me? I'd admit giving , my all to a chick, in this war was my casualty. Now my reason to please them, change like the season, casually. I try to share my demons but I see you fleeing, gradually. Did I do this to myself? No, you couldn't handle me. You simply dropping what we had, damaged me. Trying to manage these, issues w/trust, questioning my sanity. Turned me into a, beautiful CATASTRPOPHE!
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