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Mar 2014
A dozen years pass by twice
many more I keep rolling the dice
Fitting basement living in the dark
Empty bank within my heart
Ever loved never felt
conditional cards always dealt
That search for what has means
What is real treasure true
11 years invested didn't feel that with you
This your second chance
you did not even invest
No feelings given to fill me up
My bank robbed blown to hell
I find myself left empty
A shell, waiting to be filled
Miss Kiss My Bliss
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Miss Kiss My Bliss  Down Stairs
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