Fm110comphodent
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life
That Crush, Keeps me in the groove,
It’s the love that gives me U
Waiting on the right time to be part
Touching all the signs that C heart
Empty all of your cries
Surrender to me your lies
Atop the bridge in the park
In my love we depart
Date desire date brings me near
Like the fire in the clear
Blood, ease away, like the pain coming back again
Blood, leaks away, like the rain falling in the tin.
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