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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Thursday, September 6, 2012
I don't care I don't care whether you are rich or poor, Hot and cute or plain ugly. I am sick of guys who treat me like toys. If you can treat me truthfully the way you treat me right now. I'm entirely yours. Because to someone like me who lost hope in guys, You are the last glimpse of hope in man humanity. Of chivalry, gentlemanliness, security and suave. Something 90% of the guys lack I swear to date. Because after him, you are the only one that never put me in the position of being insecure, unsafe and you make me feel safe and happy with you. 2nd person. Up till now, it is something even my family's guys fail to achieve. I'm pinning my last hope on you. Even if we were not to be in the end, I hope for it to be something out of feelings fade and nothing else. Please let it be true. I know I'm right this time. I know I am... Because you really are different from other's only you. The way we fool around, accommodating to the same level. Please let all my guts be true. Don't disappoint me anymore. Cause this is the last fight. And I'll be past this. Last one, you are gonna make a very big difference. |
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But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay |
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