Where Love Still Grows Format imprimable jwalan
Is he holding her in his love disguise? The way he held me to my love demise. Is she tasting lips sensual and sweet? Kisses of passion mine ache to repeat. Does he read poetry words of love spoken? Her private recital leaves my heart broken. Can life move forward drowning in sorrow? In love without him in tears tomorrow. When will the sun shine again with rainbows? To brighten my path where love still grows.
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