10/9/12
As you fell to the ground,
You remember something I found.
As you to the ground, pound,
You make a great big sound.
They say he exists.
Satan is just a myth.
And so, the return of the sith.
I say that & you get pissed.
It's too bad you missed!
Are you the same I kissed?
My ex, he's pissed.
My ex, she never kissed.
They're talking about me, my ears are burning!
& what have I been learning?
Is any of this to you, concerning?
What am i learning?
She called me a whore!
Because I can score.
But I never chose to.
Why did I choose you?
It's all part of you cue.
I never had two, can you guess who'd?
That's right, it was you.
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Ange d'lamour (Angel of Love)
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