Jasmine
how could you do it
leave me high and dry
why?
things seemed okay
but i wanted to die
it so hurt
i was just the lonely flirt
you pretended –
you did not care
you would not speak to me
but we both knew –
there was something there
and if we give it –
just one chance
perhaps there could be
a you and me
jasmine, take me home
jasmine, i am on my own
and you do not answer
the ever ringing telephone
James Garratt – November 1994
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Jasmine – Written November 1994 (Aged 19)
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