Some times i think ur skills ur smarts everything u r is going to take over . . . and just like a superstar . . . the crowds are going to snatch u up and ur just going to forget me . . . then i'll slip through and you'll ponder "Where'd he go??" sad i know . . . but thatz life
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Listen, even if I ever did become famous for some reason, I wouldn't let it get in the way of my affections. I mean, fame is great, but it comes and goes, and I could never forget about you. If I ever left you for fame, I would probably be planning suicide or something. I care too much to ever let you go.
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