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Bobba_Bard I'm old, from Oregon, USA. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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On Christmas Because my tongue is clumsy and my meanings you can't hear, I'll write my Christmas love song... so that you'll know my Dear. Although I rarely show it... You'll always hold my heart, for I will love you truly until us "death do part." I cannot show my feelings, because of tactless wit. Still, I love you deep and always and I'll never cease one bit. If I seem cold and churlish while my speech is coarse and bold. Don't let my false front fool you... It's you I want to hold. Don't try to understand me... just love me if you will... and know - though I can't speak it, my heart is yours to fill. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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