new lot old notA Poem by Jake Martin
bring yourself round
right back to the start you fell of your high horse because it tore you apart what's in store for me? your smooth voice always says i really hate the way you love but i have seen better days better days are close not far but everything lost its meaning to the world © 2010 Jake Martin |
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