you whisper sweet things in my ear
and i don't want you to stop
tell me you love me
tell me how beautiful i am
tell me how you want all of me
even if you don't mean it
-written by kxnglarreh
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State Of Mind
Poetrywhen things got hard you left because it was easier for you to walk out than to stand by me and fight you are just like the others guess you never loved me like you said you did
