“Hey”
“Hey hey”
“Hey lonely girl”
“Ya lonely girl”
“Why ya stressin”
“Oh why”
“It’s just a lonely world
“A lonely world”
“it’ll be ok”
“It’ll be ok”
"Dreaming all the nights away"
“Sending love on the way”
“A better bright and shinny day”
Well, I feel love
I feel it I feel it I feel it
I feel it
Yea I feel love
I feel it I feel it I feel it
I feel it I feel it I feel it
“Hey”
“Hey hey”
“Hey lonely girl”
“Ya lonely girl”
“Why ya stressin”
“Oh why”
“It’s just a lonely world
“”A lonely world”
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Raquel Redmond
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Here is a link to Randy Baker's Challenge: Prompted #4 *** Joseph It smells like desperation. Actually, it smells like bleach trying to hide the smell of urine, death, and desperation permanented into the studs of my new home. Even as the perky redhead in scrubs pushes me around in my wheelchair, blathering on about the different rooms and the schedule for the week, I can see a man pouring bleach in a bucket, preparing yet another attempt to mask the bits of horrid smell still peeking through.
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