Red and oh so opulent. Petals against your skin likeexquisite satin,soft and oh so beautiful.
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Red and oh so opulent. Petals against your skin likeexquisite satin,soft and oh so beautiful.
They must be singing, songs of glory their sister has come home, I am assured the angels welcomed you home Streets of gold, beneath your once weary feet voice raised in infinite songs of praise I have no doubt; you are dancing Your sweet smiling face,look...
You were my parachute,Always opening, rescuing mejust before I hit the ground. Now, it seemsI am free fallingNothing is catching me this time. When will I hit the ground? You were my whiskey,When I had nothing but a needSo it seems,even whiskey goes bad....