My lovely life
all gone
with all these girls
with my boy
and i say it love square
all i do is say gone my friends
the truth was...
that my boy was inlove with one
i stared to cry
all these drammas was away but till now...
they came back to life and ruind it agen
all these days i kept thinking about last night
at the ball room there you were with all these girls
i ran away never called him agen till that day
i broke his heart and he broke mine so we left
and never spoke agen.....
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