Occasionally i still hear your voice,
I remember that i didn't have a choice,
You left me in tears,
In the middle of cheers.
Let me remind you of what you said,
That when i get back distance would fade,
Our bodies would make love beyond just laid,
But now to hell with promises that were made.
I can't do this...
A mark left behind a diss,
Words chained on "i ain't his"
Behind this broken mirror is a man you will miss.
©listen
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