The grey sky wears me out
I feel low - and keep on sinking
I cannot make the sun shine, there's no doubt
nor wipe off the clouds to lighten my thinking
So I do what I can to bring my smile back;
Waiting for tomorrow, playing some Jack.
There is no easy way
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Dear Romeo, my deepest love
You are an ocean to me. An ocean filled with all the love in my heart, all
the chambers of my soul, all of my thoughts, all of ...
15 years ago
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