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Speechless
stood there with a blank stare
a beautiful nightmare
this devil in a dress
or an angel in distress
crowd full of women and I’m focused on you
grab another drink the clubs open till two
bartender asks what i’m having
I reply I was hoping for you ..
Monday 1st January 2018 4:47 pm
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