GIFT
Day to day facing life
Survivor in this life is me
I don't live i survive
This life has let me suffer
I asked for a gift
I was given you
You came with much trouble
How i wish you knew me
Now i fight for your attention
My gift i, fight for your affection
You are my gift,my perfection
Yet you don't know me
I have hope that you will be mine
The day your heart will beat for me
The day you will smile when you see me
But how i wish you knew me
.......my gift..
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