Vester Crowley Ix Biography

He's dead
With no head
What I've done? ! What I've done? !
He had son
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I waited there
For you to show me care
With a red rose in my hand
That you'll take me to your land
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He walks along the walkways
A shadow of desperate ways
He's next to me but dares to speak
When he writes for me my mind does creek
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Stalker

You never knew me
But I say your name everyday
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Six fifty he's out by the well
Lips still moist from her lipstick
They'll go down a path with the bell
His arm cradling hers, she's a fine pick
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