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My Tears

Wipe off my tears, the tears of agony and pains Wipe off my tears, the tears of languish that brought gnashing of teeth’s. Wipe off my tears, the tears of sorrow that brought lamenting Wipe off my tears, the tears of too much thinking that brought weeping. Wipe off my tears Wipe off my tears because I think of having a gipsy Jill. A gipsy Jill can only wipe off my tears. Let the moon of love shines and show me the way Let the stars shine brightly because I cant see Wipe off my tears The gipsies Jill that will place her soft palm and make me feel her. The gipsy jill that I will touch her checks with my hands and give a gentle peg on the either side The gipsy Jill that I will always admire because she worth a second glance The gipsy Jill that will wipe off my tears whenever am weeping Wipe off my tears The gipsy Jill that I will kiss on her forehead and over the bridge that lead to her nose The gipsy Jill that when I weep she wipe my tears with her soft hands on the water that drop through my cheek The gipsy Jill that her brown shining eyes will be compare to that of the moon The gipsy Jill that whenever she blinks at me, my love for her increases Wipe off my tears The gipsy Jill that always vanquish all languish of love The gipsy Jill that is well spunky and sprightly nice The gipsy Jill that spy to pry The gipsy Jill that is not wry neither wintry Wipe off my tears The gipsy Jill that her eyes will look as blue as forget me not The gipsy Jill that will look jazzy and not fuzzy The gipsy Jill that will fill my pill gap with gap The gipsy Jill that is always fury and hurry to see her grip Wipe off my tears The gipsy Jill joys will be mine why my happiness will be hers The gipsy Jill that I will send tons of love The gipsy Jill that will be as audacious on any part of love The gipsy Jill that will be as blameless as the snow Wipe off my tears Wipe off my tears oh gipsy Jill to flush all slush in our love Wipe off my tears and be furious and curious in our love Oh what a gipsy Jill to trust by her speaks plainly Oh what a gipsy Jill to meet my stony heart with her cold booming voice.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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