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The wind is howling deep down in side
I hear the sea crashing on the rocks below Their a storm growing What can i do Run An hide Or run head first into the storm Am i broken has the storm finshed be of I lay their eyes wide open body bated an brused why me no one will never no the reson why I smile as I lay their waiting. Here it Is .....it not me it's you..... |
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