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I loved the color of your eyes How they sparkled in the night We used to sneak out and meet Guided by a flashlight We shared secrets and stories Underneath the silver moon I miss those days of innocence But now our love has met it's doom
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC
Flashlight Meeting
I loved the color of your eyes How they sparkled in the night We used to sneak out and meet Guided by a flashlight We shared secrets and stories Underneath the silver moon I miss those days of innocence But now our love has met it's doom
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC
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