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Once Was His Queen
{Once Was His Queen}
I was once your queen
You was once my king
but now I am nothing not even a friend to you
and now I cannot stand that you are still alive and breathing
and you have moved on like I never was your queen or even your lover
and I try to move on but I'm always hoping for us to make our ways back to each other but I know that will never happen ...
Friday 8th December 2017 3:32 am
Country Is How I Live My Life
{Country Is How I Live My Life}
I live my life straight up pure country and if you need me I'll be out getting it done
While you are eating my dust in the evening sun because I love to work but I play even harder
While you are treading in my ever essence of what could have been or what you could've had
Because your once queen is doing her own thing an...
Thursday 30th November 2017 3:05 am
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