Her first name was like my first night in bed with her;
And of her mind so free and of her love so sweet,
But now she is gone forever.
Relationships!
And of her figure like the Penthouse;
But the Devil in her City was like,
The harvest time with her sweet love!
And it was like the old school and the new school in arms.
Relationships!
Longing to come home with her once again like last night;
But it was all over and she is gone forever!
She was my lover and of her mind so free and so sweet,
But some relationships do not last forever.
With no fish and no money at hand! !
But 1 from 12 equals to your lovers around;
And like solid structures in the land of your muse,
But you are very much nted for who you are.
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Those are the rare ones,
Very few regrets.
We communicate thru language,
But there’s so much more than that,
There is all the human baggage,
We all have under our hat.