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Aug 2014
I reach for you.
And you're not there.
Good gosh.
I wish you was here.
Lonely are the nights.

When you are gone.
I''m lying in this bed all alone.

I imagine you being next to me.
Even if I know it's only a dream.
Lonely are the nights.
When you're not near.

This man here truly love you-girl.

Just to hear your voice upon the phone.
Have me describing to you, why you need to return back home?
Cause lonely are my nights.

When you away.
I just hope you're ready when my love comes your way.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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   Erosion, SPT and Joseph Schneider
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