The Vent Part 7
It's been a year,
Since you was here.
Now I write to you dear,
Saying I miss you and I wish you was near.
I know we have a lot of crap in the rear.
I know you have trust issues and fear.
But let your guard down and open your ear.
I gotta tell you a lot of stuff you gotta hear.
I'm sorry that our relationship I couldn't steer,
I'm sorry that I brought you into tears,
I'm sorry we weren't a love story by Shakespeare,
I'm sorry when the relationship died I just leer,
I'm sorry you still thinking of me,
And your mind is not clear.
But the true is that we played with fire and got sear-Mario Perez
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