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My First

" My First " She was my first but never my last I had a lot more girls mess with my past but why do i keep thinking about this one yea we had a blast yea we had a past but that doesn't mean anything when the future's this fast as I'm up there performing i take a look down and glance try to put her face on some of the fans but shes never there, she doesn't want to be because i never care about or destiny, So one day i hope she hears one of my calls so she can move in where she belongs. as i sit here try to find her number i took a look back and i remembered as soon as i changed she closed the door sent me a text and said there was no more as i replied back "no" but to my surprise there was no answer so i closed my eyes thought about her all day wanted to forget erased her number, man my biggest regret now a few years past i had a great run but in the end i only needed one.

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