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The thorn in my side
Into the flesh, like a thorn in my side
Into the stream like a river running wild
Into the brain like the pain has gone away
Into a different part of me each and every day
But i still feel the rain now the storm is over
And i still feel cold when you open the door
But even your love and your smell of sweet clover
is'nt going to stop me from going to score
Into the stream like a river running wild
Into the brain like the pain has gone away
Into a different part of me each and every day
But i still feel the rain now the storm is over
And i still feel cold when you open the door
But even your love and your smell of sweet clover
is'nt going to stop me from going to score
Published 9th Nov 2012
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9th Nov 2012 2:51am
Some priceless poetry there my friend. I can relate on so many levels. Rock on man.
Gemini
Gemini
9th Nov 2012 3:22am
