Man we was lonely.
Hard pressed to find a smile, but
now were fine all the while.
Sing songs while i lay with my LoVE for the time.
Intro
"Now let lay with my LoVe for the time, to return home
where we was lonely."
PM-1970
"So you like me and you hate me, but you see what i can be when we are free and when your next to me there is more to be."
BV-2009
Reasons Identified:
No smoke and talking to myself, while crying out loud.
Only i can hear me cause i am stuck inside a cloud.
Lost my will to eat, they only thing that matters to me is...
As we part sooner than later, i will also lose my heart.
So much simpin put into a non-national day.
No singalong joy for this character in training.
What is said while the piano plays is touching and true.
Loneliness is horrible but triumph is over coming with joy.
People choose to stay with situations while others wait for
the moment to believe in the hope of that one people.
No one agrees and understands the mind set of a person
when felt with unbelievable grief but that one special stardust in
the eye itches the right spot for comfort.
I need you, I want you, I @%&* you= but we can't have you.

Happy Valentines day or should I say:
"Happy National Simp Day!"
It is great to fake but whatever is at
stake, do not create until
you mate.
Weight of the world on your shoulders i don't think so.
Daddy never held you like he should, mama
held on the best she could.
Keep it, yesterday is gone.
Get rid of it GIRL, you been used but YOU
must lose the weight of worlds hurt.
I wish the pain and anguish would rub on some other crucifying past temps.
If a person can get rid of the lag on the shoulders,
then the nights would not be colder.
All have been abused but never accuse except ones self.
Poem:
motor cars and handle bars, bicycles for two.
broken hearts with jubilee.
Army boots with a sentimental jamboree.
buy says the sign
why says the junk in the yard.
Candlesticks building bricks
something old and new.
Memories for you and me.
Buy says the sign
why says the junk in the yard.
so YoU notice the love within the yard.
then the nights would not be colder.
All have been abused but never accuse except ones self.
Poem:
motor cars and handle bars, bicycles for two.
broken hearts with jubilee.
Army boots with a sentimental jamboree.
buy says the sign
why says the junk in the yard.
Candlesticks building bricks
something old and new.
Memories for you and me.
Buy says the sign
why says the junk in the yard.
so YoU notice the love within the yard.
"Don't say it, Don't say it, say anything, don't say goodnight tonight."
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