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Love
I love this boy he is my heart If he ever left he’d break it apart Rip it in half stomp in into the ground Throw it in a ditch to never be found

I stalked this boy almost every night That brown eyed boy didn’t leave my sight I called his phone there was no ring Because it went straight to the answer machine

Boy oh Boy where art thou I went by your house there was no sound I loved this boy he was my heart But, he already left and broke it apart