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Jul 2014
I feed her when no one is around
my Shabba Baba Boo
she is my heart
my silver soul apart

She said if I gave her all of me
she told me .. then die for me
now here we go
and let us crank it up

Let the leaves of summer
just let them rot into the Earth
as the winter bites
I vow to fall with my love

Now as silence falls around me
and my sweet Maria dies
again I fight in her name
and care not for fame

For she is my Shabba Baba Boo

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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