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True love are you out there?
I'm calling out to you!!!
I'm lost and hoping you are out there,
Calling for me too?
My soul has been in torment,
My heart has fomented black,
I was hoping,
If I find you?
You could turn it back.
They say you are like an august wind chill,
That leaves goose bumps on the skin,
You are as intoxicating as the finest gin.
They say you creep into the heart,
like thieve creeps in the night?
They say every thing wrong in a man,
You can make it rite?
If that's true I need you,
Deep inside my heart,
So I don't have to spend my life,
living in the dark.