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Posted on March 5, 2022 by Jungle
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It hurts to know that you don’t want to know me anymore. So I write and I write, but my rhymes are always ignored. Your eyes are the prison that my mind’s confined inside. The key was lost on the day my pride led to our divide.
Category: lyrics & poetry
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