Me in a Deep, Passionate Nutshell
The difference between you and I
is that my experiences molded me into this unqiue individual
I like to call, me.
You see, I am a lover,
My love is blind; I see no color
My heart is big; got it from my mother
My life is blessed; could never imagine another.
I ain't perfect; in fact, I'm a sinner
That's what makes me different, not just another figure.
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