Days Like This

Fri, 08/30/2013 - 04:26 -- Jgbodai

Days like this, I often debate, why'd I let you into this space, I kept so safe. We was always on and off so it was light switch for me to switch you off. Thought I could ignore ya calls and have you sick, but knowing me, I'd prolli buy you Halls and some Tylenol. You was my world, my heart was ya axis I used to claim you, ya name was on my taxes. You recall the way I had ya nipples hard as Ice Cubes, I must say It was a good day. I was praying you stayed, working my ass off, girl why you ain't give it away? Why you had to play, it's like them games was ya theme, & for me making mistakes was my trait. 

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