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Sep 2012
She
She makes my blood run cold.
She makes me say things so bold.
To think I loved her once,
I've put that love on hold.

Without her I've become useless and lazy.
She's made my thoughts clouded and hazy.
I love her still,
it drives me crazy.
Written by
Tommy Reidy
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