CAMELOT FANTASIES

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NEED LUV

What if I told you, that I needed you.
Would you run away, and call me a fool.
Lying there within the pool, are reflections of my soul.
Visions cast upon, this naked fool.
If my heart, was made ov gold.
To be told, largest to luv.
I'm the richest, to behold.
... Or am I, just a golden fool