by Timmyschristchurch, Canterbury, New Zealand
Dec 2010 313 Views 2 comments
lost love
working hard to get my fill everybody wants a thrill,she was just a city girl...he was just a small town boy,born and raised in the city of troy,take me now baby as iam pull me close try understand, love is a banquet that belongs to lovers,i just cant sleep tonight knowing things aint right,i never can say goodbye girl
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Posted: Dec 2010
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