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I passed on you a long time ago
it wasn't you it was alimony
for you see i have balanced my checkbook
A professional way of saying you inapt to bestow on my lovelyness
Glance at me from afar
Moses won't forsee this miracle
I have spent time reflecting on images i can't change
its useless, and unoriginal to me
grand and fabolous to withstand
a merchant from europe will determine this script
stroll fast, oh the emotions i feel in this whirlwind
passify me, romance is no key
unlocking many doors to rupture my core
you invite yourself, but access is denied
in God we trust, not in hand
Ulyss S. Grant no fashion forward
this affair over
say goodbye now
im flipping the script
