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Handmade27 december 2011
Deep Black Eyes
I’m sorry I can’t say it above a whisper.
I start to feel faint as the world starts to shiver.
Those 3 little words make my throat run dry.
And your deep black eyes make me so shy...
27 december 2011
I’m sorry I can’t say it above a whisper.
I start to feel faint as the world starts to shiver.
Those 3 little words make my throat run dry.
And your deep black eyes make me so shy...