To love or not to be loved. You knew of me but not of me. I constantly pushed you away from me I don't know what it means to love So how can I stare at you in the eyes and tell you a lie? What is love? I know not of it. I'm just a broken record that people continuously tries to play.
3 girls, 3 different mindsets. Same record. Same broken tune.
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