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Love don't know me love evaids and often disappoints or is it that I'm unkind or I'm upset when thinks should be kind it seems you value precious time alone if your are the one for me then leave me alone Does it have to began like this only to get the drift you make me understand then you make me your man love don't love nobody but we do this to agree Am I in love are you in love with me now we're getting started let me get that for you it's the pleasantries I honest can't you see it's clear to me is it clear with you together we''re something else now what are we to do Got me loving you do you want me to say to have me depending on you so that all goes your way Am I to understand when you try to make script I don't wanna be apart of you trying to me me quip using words you wanna hear saying things your way aint no relevant point Aint nothing you can say I don't wanna end up some new worthy kind I like it simple you and I are just fine your seduction and their effectiveness's I'm over your barrel second guessing are we narrating our demise I can't get the answer looking into your eyes A woman charm is a deceitful character what's your game why are we together ---------------------------------------------------------- Trusting and Trustworthiness is not when someone uses terms of something defined to make end to something that two people establish and is unsatisfying to one but is convenient to the other. See this is what you do. I don't want us this way> (The Flute Player feel's unhappy, his abilty to play is hindered by her need to feel important) No gtting along with the Conducter hired but unused. _____________________________________________

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