She isn't even there, honestly. Here's a song. She isn't even there. Oh, her body is. She doesn't care...she's ravishing, ravished. She isn't even there. She's so far gone, I see it in her eyes. She isn't even there. There's many out there...sister's of hers, too much pain, play'n. She isn't even there...
...she's gone, away.
Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico
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