Sweet child o' mine
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Re: Sweet child o' mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me
Of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
cape town psychologist
aftershave
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me
Of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
cape town psychologist
aftershave
heroisthai- Posts : 90
Join date : 2010-12-11
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