AN UNBIASED VIEW OF BEST SONGS OF ALL TIME

Fatima sits on a rock/Her dwelling was her palace, and now it’s gone, collapsed and broken/To whom can she complain?/She fell victim to this lure amongst suitable and left…/Is it penned, whether or not the troops occur or not?“I would like the deepest, darkest, sickest portions of you that you'll be afraid to share with any one simply because