Why?, by Innocent until proven Guilty
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Sometimes I feel that I love you or that my body longs for
you but I ask the question why.
Your suppose to be my friend so why do I feel this way, I
still ask why.
We suppose to been together but what happened. We still talk
so I still ask why.
I wish we can be together and love each other and this time
I dont ask why because I know.
To my friend Charles a.k.a Young Harlem. |
| Posted: 2006-03-29 00:57:36 UTC |
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| 2006-09-12 08:13:55 | User |
| Well...this sounded something pretty straight... |
| 2008-06-23 13:57:24 | ray! |
| wow, i like it a lot... |