I would love to see it in black and white again,
Back then when we used to dance on the couch,
When Don Williams song DESPERATELY played in our ears,
How I love to sing that song again,
To revive the love memories, of Never Alone by lady Antebellum
And our dancing in the rain
We knew it would be forever
We were naive.
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Poetry
PoetryThe contradictory life we were born and still live in and it's mysterious frustrations but picking the good is worth living for
