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WHAT RIGHT
THIS IS NOT ME,
BUT SOME ONE I HAVE KNOWN.
Have I the right to ask,
For someone to love me,
Who am I to own the feelings?
From someone else for me.
What am I that I should have,
A love to share each day,
I’m no one special just a fool,
Who waists his life away.
What right have I to have a love,
To be there when I’m down,
When all I do through out my life,
Is sleep and bum around.
My heart is empty I don’t care,
Just what you do for me,
So tell why you give you’re love,
Then live you’re life with me.
By B Kingsford Copyright 2004
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