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How things should be... (Other) by DeadtotheWorld

Her Eyes Blue Her Smile Great The Distance Bewteen us, Well Too much We Met - Maybe Fate Obstacles Overcomed Rumors Never Spread She held My Hand in the park She kissed Me and she led I make her Feel Good She makes me feel Great When we were at the park She left around five, I left at eight When She comes Again You will see That My dreams will become reality Trust is Not an Issue, Nor is Hate, But love is truly Great

NanceXToo 5-Feb-04/1:37 PM
forced rhyme, stilted rhythm, and devoid of a single unique line.




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