i love it when hes sweet
i hate it when hes not
but the most thing i love is when hes mine
there are two of him
sometimes i cant tell the difference
between him and...him
i know that sounds crazy but...
thats just how it goes...
i love him when hes mine
hate him when hes hers
i love it when he whispers in my ear
"i love you"
i hate when he does that to her
cant someone get me out of this?
well there is someone
but hes not here...
he lives far away...
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