Her Man

June 22, 2013

I hope wen she reads this she will finally understand

Im not anotha nigga out here i am her man

She killin me softly an to this i have no plan

I try, i try, i figh,t i cry i do as much as i can

This battle i fear im losing

I pray to God to help me keep moving

We fight, we laugh

I hope we'll last

Our love is music, so soothing

We've grown apart

We've came together

We are birds of a feather

I pray we stick together

There many doubts she has in her mind

I tell her i can disprove them but it will take time

Been loyal to her, i have

Give the world to her i would

Belive in me u ask

Yea.... I think u should.

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