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Disposable Dreams

Thinking of you is killing me. I wonder why this had to be? Can't you see I'm on one knee? I want to be your family. I'll search for you from dusk till dawn. Your my queen and I'm your pawn. I'll sing to you the sweetest songs. Trinket of my masters hand. I am not stone I'm just a man. Bury me in the sand. I'll forget you I know I can. It will take time to heal my heart. But that's okay, it's just a start. Your face is like a work of art. I think it's time for us to part.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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