Hate it the most

I hate it the most when it's time to go,When you leave my arms and I just know,That the night has to end, that I must leaveThat no longer your kisses I shall receive.I hate it the most when I am aloneWhen next time I see you it is not knownYour hands no longer carassing... Continue Reading →

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