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When Your Well Runs Dry

i know you miss me that's what they say about your water when your well runs dry I've got you thirsty and all you can do ask is why, why, why? but when a sistah knows she just know and when its time to go shes gotta go its now time for the after party end of the show so you can cry your crocodile tears and reminisce through all the years you never thought i'd ever leave realizing one of your biggest fears and though you may beg and try to hold on tight its now the twelfth round...knock out the end of the fight will i come back? not even maybe look in my face i'm for real its all in the eyes baby

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Date: 4/20/2016 1:41:00 AM
JOAN CHARLESTON
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Date: 4/20/2016 1:41:00 AM
SORRY, ABOUT THAT...I REALLY LIKE THIS. LINDA
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