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I Thought You Knew I'm not ready for love, I thought you knew Or, was it that with me, there was peace and no more stressing And did you really think that I was yours? Your person? Your blessing? I told you already, baby I hope you learned your lesson And, I want to make love with no feelings, I'm trying to treat you like a King, with no attached strings, It's kind of like, Singing off key I want love but, don't put a lock on it... And, you better treat me like a Queen, But, I'm gonna do as I please, And, no you cannot stop me But, I better not find out Who you are doing and screwing, I'm territorial, So, maybe in my mind, I'm losing, If it's another woman you are choosing I want love But, I'm toxic And, I'm trying to do better But, I cannot stop it And, I might miss out on the person I'm gonna really rock with But, I'd rather not really hold you to a standard Because, my love has been tampered Like, when I'm all in, people seem to scatter I thought I told you I'm not looking for love I'm healing And no, I'm not willing to be the woman you'd marry Because, for me, Love can be scary And no, I did not anticipate on hurting you But, I warned you... I'm not ready for love, I thought you knew |
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I like this!
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This reminds me of a woman I met who wanted me to be her week end mate ... only... She had to work during the week but wanted me to be faithful during the week... Interesting is she could not believe it when I laughed... Then the chase was on... and I kept laughing...
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Who is? Howling at the moon and mal ad osteo.
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if someone beautiful tells us the truth, we don't always believe it.
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It's very well written, is this text yours?
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It's very well written, is this text yours?
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I like this!
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This reminds me of a woman I met who wanted me to be her week end mate ... only... She had to work during the week but wanted me to be faithful during the week... Interesting is she could not believe it when I laughed... Then the chase was on... and I kept laughing...
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if someone beautiful tells us the truth, we don't always believe it. Desire is a powerful ache
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