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Under a Neon Light

Passion and romance, holding each other tight like there is no tomorrow steamy days and nights, under a neon light. Wherever and whenever, teenage lust at middle age, emotions out of control and on high like us. Never a care, flipping off the world, we needed money to survive our fairytale motel lifestyle, we laughed and sang the smugglers blues. Money came and went under a neon light. We cryed and made love, told lies and lived with desire as our only friend. Love came , love stayed, and love went under a neon light.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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