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Concern
Concern
Eye just spent the nite (a long lonesome place)
In a dust under bag (a sleeping bag laid in the dirt)
No comfort but GOD (it's too hard to dream)
No help for my sad (there is no one there for me except me)
Now the time has been spent (eye came saw and conquered)
She came back to me (she was somewhat in backwards)
Love came to me in the form of three words (I love you)
Rest to my soul and heart and head (Violette Antoinette)
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