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lesson or blessing


she is so fine

one of a kind 

if i had to rate her, it would be one plus nine

her eyes are prettier then i am blind

i hope she don't mind, but I want her to be mine

the polution of broken hearts, will not prevent me from crossing the river of time

i will caress her like a facny bottle of wine

between me and her there will not be a line

i broke the law, becasue love is thought of as crime

don't ask me

watch me, treat her like the goddess she was ment to be.

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