Love
WHAT IS LOVE, CAN YOU BE USED SO HURT IT FEELS LIKE YOUR HEART WAS JUST ABUSED
TIME WHEN YOU FEEL IN THE SHEETS YOU NO LONGER FEEL TO MOVE I KNOW LOVE IT TAKE
TWO TO HAVE IT AND ONE TO GRAB IT THATS WHY I PUT IT IN GODS HANDS CAUSE I
KNOW THAT HES THE ONLY MAN.
Copyright © Andreana Bell | Year Posted 2010
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