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Maybe it's you, maybe it's me. Maybe we really aren't meant to be, or is it deep down no one is really good enough for me, I got what I needed but still I yearn for what I want & desire, standards should never be this high but the devil is a liar. I'm a son of the sire so I deserve the best even if at times I act like the prodigal son, I been around the block more than a few times so I should know if I found the one. What if I'm just paranoid even I know how I blow things outta proportion, maybe I swallow this pill after all in the morning. Go with your instincts eventually it'll leave those past mistakes extinct, don't blink you might just miss something, if you got this much doubt I'm sure she'll agree that this topic should be up for discussion

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