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Promises

By BrycePublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Hey, Baby Im fucked in the head at least I told you I'm not better off dead.

I love you, you are the best that can be, so how about we make a baby, you took my time and nurtured it well, while I was out not feeling so swell.

My life is worth living not dying in hell cause when I see you my heart will not fail, my day will be light no darkness insight, so help me love you not only tonight.

I knew it was right cause my heart did not falter but my brain was a puddle of solder.

I'd rather be rich, yet live a bit poor, you had me running to knock on your door, I didn't know what had just hit me, love a good challenge, but you had perplexed me.

I love you baby so much is true, whenever I'm fucked up all I think of is you, I'm always fucked up not right in the head I love you, baby, so much, so said

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