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My Sister Lover
My Sister Lover Only the dead are smiling. To Console a broken heart takes strength Blessed are the pure of heart, for they shall see God. It took thirty long years To unraveled the mystery of a lopsided affairs She had love with conditions, Only a few could ever endure Finally, it came to an end with a confrontation She said, is she the other woman? Lost in the moment of truth His jaws drops while he mumbles the words And said…….I has no idea what you’re talking about Ruth The music will go on forever, While the night is still young But a liar will always carry a twitchy eye And the breathe of a skunk My sister lover We all knew him, But she never knew his a quiet, somber demeanor". It’s the timing of the beats in the song that matter Gag long old friend, go long! Spread your seeds amongst the thorn of hell While your sexual fetishes moves to an unexpected object “Let called her his night rider”
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