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When there's not much left to mend,
You can't ask me to act and blend.
Our truth didn't make me blind,
It just f*cked with my mind...1

And x'cuse me for acting 'cold,'
But i can't be stuck in your hold.
'We' didn't reach our prime,
and i guess that was neither's crime.2

I'm happy I picked up your call,
although that didn't ease my fall.
And I hope you appreciate your find,
Cuz according to you, we're of a different kind.

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  • Reaver gold member
    January 29, 2009
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    Very rhymey mimi.
    Great job.
    Rian


    • Troublesome
      January 29, 2009
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      Thanks Rian. Hope your doing good. Appreciate the comments.


      ~Mimi


  • Byyee
    January 15, 2009
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    sounds like an argument to me.


    • Troublesome
      January 15, 2009
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      well...i guess so, except it didnt happen in real life...just in my head......soo thats y i wrote it ...idk...weird right
      Thanks Ryan