Kelsey

Kelsey…Kelsey, my heart seems to say

In the dead of the night

Or the brightness of day

Kelsey…Kelsey, the beat never stops

Though I muffle the sound

With girls in small tops

Kelsey…Kelsey, the woman who left

The only one who

has left me bereft.

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