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Honey I'M Home

I used to love hearing , honey I’m home The passion in your cologne The smile on your face, each moment Each moment, you caught me square dancing or singing I used to love hearing, honey I’m home The smile on my face, each moment Each moment, you made it home Relaxing my soul Putting in one good smile I used to love hearing, honey I’m home The laughter you stoned, into my soul I used to love, hearing and feeling I used to love waiting for your keys in the door Now, I find myself crying and screaming Yelling and thundering For no more passion or musical notes No more daisies or crown jewel No more king at the door Only a fantasy love was not a dream When you came threw our door When , honey I’m home, was you Delilah Ventura

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Date: 2/4/2014 2:32:00 PM
Well done on the win Delilah..
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Date: 2/2/2014 9:53:00 AM
Sometimes relationships change, you have expressed it eloquently. Congratulations.
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Date: 2/1/2014 6:20:00 AM
Thanks for entering my contest and congrats on your fine win. My next contest is "Husbands are in heaven whose wives scold not", Delilah
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Date: 1/12/2014 9:05:00 PM
Thanks for the entry, Delilah
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