I am cold, and it's growing colder.
I feel a brush upon my shoulder,
And your coat is keeping me warm.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Gentleman
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I doubt you need a description after the title.
I am cold, and it's growing colder.
I feel a brush upon my shoulder,
And your coat is keeping me warm.
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