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May 2016
So now you're leaving my side...
What can I do to make you stay?
I guess our bloom of love died
As it sat in the sand, withered in the sun and washed away
Can I hold your hand just one last time?
Darling we can dance to the sweet tune of cupid's lulubay
I hated my self when I made your smile turn to black
I constantly hope that my apology will change it to the way it used to be
But I know that what we had then...
We will never get back.
Tamia Garner
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Tamia Garner  Dalton
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