Tears Of A Teenage Mother

these tears that you see are those of mine why do i cry because i
laid down with you not because you said you love me, because i
knew that was a lie not because i wanted to but because you
wanted to and and i loved you now i am pregnant and you
gone with the wind my heart crushed and nowhere to go
so listing to me crying see my destruction thanks a lot
because what you see at night when you cant sleep are the very
tears of a teenage mother

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