SINCE THEN WRITTEN AND POST BY NAJWA POWLEY
SINCE THEN AND NOW HAD GONE AWAY I WANT TO SEND MY SONG TO THE GOLDEN HEY MY WORDS HAD NO END IT WILL SAY I AM NOT BEAUTIFUL BUT I AM GARDEN WITH HIGH WALL MY OLD TREE HAD BEEN LIVING FOR LOVING THE ONE AND THE ALL NO ONE EVER FIND MY LOCK'S KEY BUT IT IS HERE IN MY GARDEN THERE ARE THE FLOWERS BARS... Sign in to see full entry.