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Post by little wing on Jul 26, 2009 1:35:14 GMT -5
She Had Many Stories
she had many stories pretty lady she had many stories... you are right to be intrigued, so listen and believe:
she played music by candlelight she played just for pure pleasure she played to release the pain and she played at her own leisure
she didn’t know what ears would listen she didn’t know for sure although she sensed an audience never did she know for she was pure
she lamented from abandonment she mourned a heart cut short she grieved in quiet solitude so she built herself a fort
she plays music by candlelight she plays for the pleasure she plays to release the pain and they play for the treasure:
silver, gold, and platinum stars on the boulevard and fame in the halls she was robbed she was mobbed but she’ll have the last word after she’s done with her sobs
she plays music by candlelight she plays for the pleasure she plays to release the pain but now she plays only one song to him who is the apple of her eye and he did take notice instead of walking on by
she had many stories she kept tempo and time she has only one story left and that one will end just fine.
She had many stories.
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Post by Yertle_The_Turtle on Aug 12, 2009 10:01:11 GMT -5
So ubelievably beautiful ;D
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Post by little wing on Aug 12, 2009 23:01:39 GMT -5
So ubelievably beautiful ;D uh huh you should see the guy that inspired it.. talk about unbelievable.. ;D
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Post by Yertle_The_Turtle on Aug 13, 2009 4:50:09 GMT -5
I'll have to take your word for it...
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