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I guess she really did it this time,

i made the crime of picking her, now i rhyme,

with dimes in mind and love at heart,

i'm primed to find myself constantly back at the start,

check the charts for the part that displays,

i sit on the same edge of my seat to hear what she says,

time to blaze the maze and burn all enemies,

admit to my most special ones my heart has a memory,

i admit also i'm fine, but it's a different type,

i don't believe in labeling lowlifes with some hype,

what a stripe you wear, your beauty is official,

your smile is daily in my mind, that double J initial,

yet you feel artificial now, not sure what changed,

you left for Italy and along the way must have exchanged

all you were to the fling you had there,

that's apparently all it took for you to forget your fling here.