A New Woman
SO fine
I nearly melted and died right at my desk.
It makes me itch like mad.
Makes me mad that someday i may lose you.
Someday you may never be single.
Someday you may be a deck for two.
Then i will miss you.
And I had almost cried today.
Face it what happens to fire it turns to ash and i am mad for you.
It makes me itch like mad.
Makes me mad that someday i may lose you.
Someday you may never be single.
Someday you may be a deck for two.
Then i will miss you.
And I had almost cried today.
Face it what happens to fire it turns to ash and i am mad for you.
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