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once Upon a time you may have held his his hand. The essence of a real man. It's holding my hand something like a hourglass all You can do is watch the sandfall. Time to quit playing these childish games. you had A choice, but you chose wrong. Treating love like flyway doves Repass on a broken love. Sister, you know, like I know this love is strong.It's a whole lot of meat on the bone And unlike you I can't see knocking a king Off his throne