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It was one year to the day He looked at her Through eyes of love The smell of her, like roses Cries a dream that was once stolen No matter what..... Slipping slippery off his lips No matter what Took her by surprise As the taste was sour Dead and gone Wishing did not make it go away One Last time..... Tears were coming fast The chilled roses turned to dust Along with love That was supposed to last ... With no taste at all Dreams are ruined Time is bad Couldn’t taste her lovingness Her love.... Build more with her in a year Than in a life time He said... You are my one and only Once in a while.... Debbie Brooks 2014
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 11:45 AM UTC
Love Dreams Hurt
It was one year to the day He looked at her Through eyes of love The smell of her, like roses Cries a dream that was once stolen No matter what..... Slipping slippery off his lips No matter what Took her by surprise As the taste was sour Dead and gone Wishing did not make it go away One Last time..... Tears were coming fast The chilled roses turned to dust Along with love That was supposed to last ... With no taste at all Dreams are ruined Time is bad Couldn’t taste her lovingness Her love.... Build more with her in a year Than in a life time He said... You are my one and only Once in a while.... Debbie Brooks 2014
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=soDZBW-1P04
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 11:45 AM UTC
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