Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Who Cares

Love is a disease that we all need to share, you can say that's silly, but are you prepared. Prepared to dig a hole in your heart to bury a second part. She is number two, but to you, she is the one. It takes two, baby, can you make it more than once. Of course you can, judging by the dance. If the rhythm starts to hiccup, the next best thing is who to pick up. For the playas and pimps, I'll exclude you wimps, jp, you can have your variety like brews and hemp. As for me, one love is at loss, one lady at a time. She knows who's boss, when it's one of a kind, the rules can be tossed, it's up to you, girl, just make up your mind. Deciscive meets inevitable, the goal is to shine. I'll bring your lights out cuz you're brighter than a dime. Reason being eleven, just ask, it may be a blessin'. No contestant cuz the choice is already present. But who cares, I'm only messin'.

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