Tamedra Davis


Misty Gray

Looking out my window, window of my heart I knew back then we were doomed from the start. I looked at you, you looked at me, yes we felt some kind of chemistry. My misty gray of yesterday is never to, to far away. I told myself my window was closed this wasn't suppose to happen though. But I gave in and so did you, you turned my misty gray blue. We

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