All Alone
As i lay all alone visions of love rushes through my mind and the games you once played flow through my heart and love has rendered me blind, but as i think of the love that should of been i go back to the love that could of been and yet i still lay all alone with visions of love thats never to be found.
Copyright © Fred Bell | Year Posted 2011
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