Mr. missunderstood
Listen. And listen good. Don't get my words twisted. Or missunderstood I don't regret it. Because I learned from it. But that doesn't mean I wouldn't take it back. What was the purpose? To break my heart? To wach my wold crumble? To wach it fall apart? Listen. and listen good. Because you're no longer mr. missunderstood
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