Her name is SHEBA
Blows my mind how she turned a tough boy into something soft and loving. My friends say she's using voodoo on me but i don't think so. Maybe its time for this hardened heart to feel what it is like to Love..Maybe she's the one. Maybe the rain of love has finally found my roof. You'll never know if you don't try so i'm gon give every ounce of love out to SHEBA. I'll keep loving until there's no more love left in me.
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