Black on Black Arts


Do you pt III


Miss me now that I'm gone
Have the strength to carry on
Remember the good times that we had
Do you?
Wake up like me feeling sad
Wanna get on with your life without me
Do you?
Think anyone can love you like me
Do you?
Want me to stay on your mind
Think someone like me is easy to find
Do you?
Feel like thinking about me is such a crime
Wish I was available to you anytime
Remember I had you addicted off I and II, now that you have pt III
your feenin for me
Do you?

Submitted: Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Edited: Friday, January 06, 2012

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  • Kaila George (7/24/2012 8:20:00 PM)

    1,2 and 3 when you read them together makes sense...sorry about your loss...hmmmm not sure really but its intresting point of view (Report) Reply

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