Written impromptu
To my heart I am true
Who am I
what do I want
Too Many questions
ask me why.
No more,
no never
still want to enjoy
my world never a toy
alone, hurt
all right take off
your shirt
man of my dreams
make me scream
alone full of passion
not the latest fashion
OK this is it
one day a hit
so goodnite
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