Topic: An Idiots's Love | |
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I called myself an idiot then
And locked myself up in a den Cursing the ways of all the men Moving on, i dont think i can I used to believe bout true love And its promise like the white dove Then it had left me with a sob My heart now angers like a mob It was all just a fairytale A sad memory in cold hail A quest that one soul knows, could fail Yet still, let self away to sail |
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nice. |
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I called myself an idiot then And locked myself up in a den Cursing the ways of all the men Moving on, i dont think i can I used to believe bout true love And its promise like the white dove Then it had left me with a sob My heart now angers like a mob It was all just a fairytale A sad memory in cold hail A quest that one soul knows, could fail Yet still, let self away to sail So enjoyed this!... |
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Thank you Brunette and Leigh
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Thank you Brunette and Leigh:)
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