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Niggas dawg.


As one We click, but wouldn’t work Too much left behind from my last niggas hurt These niggas come, they break our hearts They fuck someone new, leave you and again the cycle starts We’re left with internal scars, bruises, and marks From situation we could have avoided if only we’d been smart But see when your in love its blinding at first its like a cup of water, it quenches your thirst Theres no more feeling empty, love fills you like a cup But when the water dries up Your feel like ur stuck your left feeling alone and believe me it sucks To be continued...
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