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Tonto
I think about a girl, and how she shaped my world.
I think about that gal, who did not say farewell.
I think about her heart, striped with righteous marks.
I think about her passion's part with me.
I think about that girl, and how she shaped my world.
I think about her truth; her truth so true to me.
I think about the times, she danced my simple rhymes,
Softly whispering my name gently to me.
I think about that girl, and how she shaped my world.
I think about her frame laid next to me.
I think of steamy times; her sweet sweat with mine.
Thanking God that I could be so close to she.
I think about that girl, and how she shaped my world.
I think about those reigns she holds of me.
I think about my time, running hard with rhyme.
Looks like she found a path to share with me.
I think about that girl,
And how she shaped my world.
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