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Papa Was a Rolling Stone

The foundation she needed.
The support she wanted. She
claims she wants a good man.
She just wants an opportunity.
Gave time and so much effort.
But her mind was where she
use to be instead of making the
best of this opportunity with me.
We crashed and burned.
You poured that gas and lit the
trail. I learned my lesson. I
lost my balance. Couldn't stand
firm. Now I roam. You pushed
me down the mountain
and made this rolling stone.
Written by Eros
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