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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