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She camps out inside and tramps in all night with her trove by her side on the stove there's a light and she claims she can't hide blaming no one in sight and I know when she's lied it's when she says she's alright there's a hole in the door she can peek thru and a bowl on the floor for the leak to give its drops from the ceiling from the roof they won't patch from the cops she's concealing all the proof from her batch still I can't stop from feeling she'd be a pretty good catch if she'd only be willing to change ©2011 Lyn
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 10:31 AM UTC
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She camps out inside and tramps in all night with her trove by her side on the stove there's a light and she claims she can't hide blaming no one in sight and I know when she's lied it's when she says she's alright there's a hole in the door she can peek thru and a bowl on the floor for the leak to give its drops from the ceiling from the roof they won't patch from the cops she's concealing all the proof from her batch still I can't stop from feeling she'd be a pretty good catch if she'd only be willing to change ©2011 Lyn
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