Average Rating 0.00 (0 votes) You must login to vote City lights, a smooth breeze Soft music, some swaying trees Red wine glass, a heart of gold Tears shed, I’m getting old All my nights, are all alone Never anyone, to share my home So much to give, no one to take A tortured soul, does this make…

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