Untitled

Untitled from Quality over Quantity ( @bre2smoove)

If I’ve loved you in my past

I’ve loved you with an immature heart

A heart too biased to love properly

A heart afraid to dance in the middle of an empty room A heart that doesn’t blame my parents for the way I love, but secretly I do There is only space for your love beside my memories Unless we make new ones Are you okay with that?

Have you ever wished you hadn’t fallen in love with me?

Because you are afraid that forever is not as long as it said it’ll be.

I have had my battles with love.

But I will fight for you with my eyes close if you promise to see me past my flaws Next time you say forever...

Picture me next to you...

Picture us holding hands before God

Ask him if this is what heaven feels like and when he says yes don’t be surprised You’ve been my paradise Since the fall

A Fan's Dream

A Fan’s Dream from Quality over Quantity

It used to seem like all the blessings rained on the wetlands…

Got me thinking the best I’ll ever be is a best man…

Shorty wet as tears...

He made her cry, plus he in debt man…

He raised up his left hand…

She hit me up like “best friend”…

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What’s up? You know what I think?

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I think they should retire jerseys in away venues too…

Because even though I wasn’t with your team, I still cheered for you…

So I would like to look up…

Or wake up…

And see your name, you know?

Your frame, you know?

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Wasn’t from your hometown…

Wasn’t in your home crowd…

You were just a rookie then, but shorty you’ve sure grown now…

I have seen you win and lose…

I’ve sure seen you pick and choose…

We rarely ever argued then…

I liked “Thank Me Later” you chose “Views”…

So let’s not argue now…

Just sign my jersey please…

Silver Penny

Silver Penny from Quality over Quantity

Funny how I walked these same halls when they were empty…

Nothing has been added…

Strangely now it feels like plenty…

I never met a dime that ain’t the color of a penny…

That struggle makes you beautiful, your looks just make you pretty…

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You’re my glue… Ian sticking her without you…