Love Hurts
love puts a spring in every step,
but painful is if you been left,
depressing is the rain:>
black n white the picture stain,
an round n round again,
im wishing i was dead,
but sandgoanna aint fed?
so i willl remain,
a Pelican of brain,
poor ole bird brain Fred?
Don Johnson
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2014
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