I got a mate who lives far away.. I call and I write cos I miss her each day,
The struggles she faces, by her side I should be! But there are many miles between her and me..
When we are lucky, we get to meet! We talk about nature and the shoes on our feet!
I share my **** and she shares her jack, we party all night till our heads hit the sack!
But then we go home and the fun has to end.. Missing you loads...
My far way friend ***
Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 6:16 PM UTC
I got a mate who lives far away.. I call and I write cos I miss her each day,
The struggles she faces, by her side I should be! But there are many miles between her and me..
When we are lucky, we get to meet! We talk about nature and the shoes on our feet!
I share my **** and she shares her jack, we party all night till our heads hit the sack!
But then we go home and the fun has to end.. Missing you loads...
My far way friend ***
For Chill x
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