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I realize now it was probably a bad decision. There was no plan. We were just living in the moment. Making discoveries.
I got aids. I got em real bad. Every day i get up to find true love, i look in the bars, and the cars and the stores, but when we hit the sack and do loves chores, I give them my aids.
In a loveless patch the seed was sown A barren field of thorn Then tears rained down from Heaven's face Where heavy hearts have scorn
Calculus, multiple algebras, and more English than one could ever want I think I know enough But it's nothing to flaunt Am I just a bluff? I know math equations and I know sentence structure
There’s something about Caps and Gowns, And burning from Chlamydia That could make last will out of diploma Memories of the prom night church girl