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Tearboats
Cry me a river
so I know you can feel
the heartache which splits me apart
in hopes you will come
with a stick of glue
get me a violin
and sing me a song
for I’d play
until my fingers fell off
just to hear you sing along
or come kiss me goodnight
bless me with your gentle touch
and look at me with those glittering stars
so I may fall asleep
an...
Tuesday 29th August 2023 6:51 am
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