jackson stone

Rookie (4th/jan/94)

On Her Lips

My Baby She's an angel from the sky,
When we're together We go high and fly,
Like the birds in the sky,
When she go I miss her, and start to cry,
And think am I gonna see Her tomorrow,
Before I die! ..
Then I hear a voice from high,
Say's yes, again with her you will fly,
I said My God: Please in Her arms I wish to die,

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