I walk
Sat there and cry, my heart is weary of your love.drive me open and dry let my seed flow through the high hedges of time.lets hold hands and walk to the end of your house,before your mom get home, so we can satisfied our needs. sat there and cry for tomorrow we will die and yesterdays tears will be today pain.I walk for you long and hard strong and love so my soul can find rest from a hard day work..
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