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Emotions Run Wild
so unpredictable it is like a hurricane.
It subsidies into a gentle rain.
The sun paint a rainbow in the sky.
The birds and the bees come out to play, and then she ran away.
For her love is just a game,
For me it is pain.
The flame of love
Burns me again
And again.
It subsidies into a gentle rain.
The sun paint a rainbow in the sky.
The birds and the bees come out to play, and then she ran away.
For her love is just a game,
For me it is pain.
The flame of love
Burns me again
And again.
Published 1st Oct 2013
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