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The thought of you lingers like steam after a shower; But its different now, in my mind i neither cry nor cower. Nor do i scream "IF ONLY I HAD MORE POWER", For if i did your love would be nothing but coarse powder. Now all i think is, i hope he buys you flowers, I hope his love never flounders, I hope he cares for you and in love you are showered, I hope he always has the power, I hope he never makes you cower... And most of all i hope the thought of him never comes to haunt you in the shower.
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Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 6:01 AM UTC
Shower thought
The thought of you lingers like steam after a shower; But its different now, in my mind i neither cry nor cower. Nor do i scream "IF ONLY I HAD MORE POWER", For if i did your love would be nothing but coarse powder. Now all i think is, i hope he buys you flowers, I hope his love never flounders, I hope he cares for you and in love you are showered, I hope he always has the power, I hope he never makes you cower... And most of all i hope the thought of him never comes to haunt you in the shower.
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Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 6:01 AM UTC
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