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Gator Bait Series 2nd Crossing the Line
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I know I can do anything, as long as you are there....
Standing my ground on things that I care...
You give me the strength to speak my mind...
We are two souls, which have intertwined...
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I met the man of my dreams..
And he feels the same it seems...
He always presents the week-end with a surprise....
And many times I can hardly believe my eyes....
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Please dry your eyes, now don’t you cry...
Let me share with you a lullaby....
I used to tuck you into bed....
Back when you were young....and such a sleepy head....
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Depression crept in and took over her soul...
You could tell by her eyes it had taken its toll...
Everyone around her knew she had a need...
She needed medication and on that they all agreed...
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It was a chilly morning in paradise...
Autumn was already here...
A time for strange things to happen, as it is that time of year...
She was up most of the night, doing a write....
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The feeling of cold can make you do strange things..
The wind was blowing when she left the city...
I believe it was twenty below...
Where she was going she already knew...
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I give to you...
And you gave to me...
A rash, a fever, headache and the Flu...
I told you not to go without a coat...
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Broke the Rules...
Left some clues...
I'm a fool...
Living in a cesspool...
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He must have deserved it the neighbor said....
To end up like that, with a bullet in his head...
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