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Confession


Oh my lady am really honest

Of all I have met you are the finest

Your glow engulfs,every single moment

the best touch is yours,when am in your bracket

I feel the warmth,I need no jacket

And you trully love me,you don mind the wallet

youve got my heart,like fever scarlet

your make i see,is trully decent

your presecnce in my life,just heaven sent

With you I well understand,hte love dialect

and to you I be loyal,till I met my rest

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