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frank Michael je pense

Lovers from Shakespeare come to mind The "parting is such sweet" "Wherefore art thou" kind Shattered illusions, sad conclusions When I think of us Love

Lovers from Shakespeare come to mind The "parting is such sweet" "Wherefore art thou" kind Shattered illusions, sad conclusions When I think of us Love

guess they think I got sauce I guess you hard when you dead or locked behind bars Im a real G, aint got nothin to prove Put down the guns pick up the pens