You have so much on your mind, yet you play like you do. I can see you are way more deeper than you say you are. You just let others see you from the surface, but like the iceberg that sunk titanic, you're dangerously cold.
I can sense the hurt and the love you once felt, or once had.
Why are you playing these games Mr. Mysterious? with all these different females... Spending all these dirty hot nights. It's not going to fill that empty hole of yours.
You're such a mystery, and I don't want to be caught up in it. But the way I see through you is so intriguing.
Hah.

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