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Hidden In Single It’s not for a moment It’s a commitment Like strings break And rings fade. But in the heart It remains, The torment of Being alone… Monday morning Got that growling Moan of alone Misery full blown My head full of Loving dreams But my body Screams… Like the throbbing Of my feet My heart so needs To reach yours; My thump, thump You’re pitter-patter Partners in comfort, Strength our fortress Tuesday morning; Legs and feet lucky Enough to sleep Out of the summer heat Close to living on the Street, mind and soul Are beat… Any thing But work seems Greek Your king waits, No queen… Just you in My dreams When it’s the day, Grace sends you my way My heart maybe unrestrained To say hoo-ray... |
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