you're so good to me. but at the same time
put up with more grime. than you should from me
i was ready to die. you said you would for me
back when i was up high. feeling lonely
sometimes you gotta fall. before you rise
you said if i could crawl. i could fly
sick of walking on my knees. i got my wings
and i don't wanna ever come down
i got right on it. ever make love to a comet
it's outta this world. girl. i won't let you fall. promise
i associate. you. with my strength
when it's this right. it was meant
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THE CROSSOVER
PoetryMY SLOW JAMS BLOW LIKE HIP-HOP IN LOVE, and love... is universal in any language, the same as heartbreak. I woke up with a song in my heart. I won't sleep until the tracks are laid
