Hoes became foes. Memories became history. Fights leads to pain. Pain leads to wounds. Wounds heal. But that still does not change the way I feel. As I cried myself to sleep my heart Slowly became weak. Am I not worth any pain? Am I not worth any tears?... Hoes became your friends. When I was there it all depends. Hugs and kisses over the phone. But less did you know that you Turned my heart into cold stone. Ferry tails in books Reality is where I am True love and life in the one Fake friends and death in the other Sorrows may just get you down But be sure to just get back up Even if its the hardest thing to do ...
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