obsession
Obsession
By nashon kemp
Some might call it an obsession...
But I call it more of a blessing..
To have gotten a chance to have seen u...
Was more of a blessing than a rather weird obsession...
I fell in love as a matter to speak in a mere matter of seconds can't get the image out my head...
A face with such elegance such grace...
How'd I even fall amongst your place...
My past I erase cuz ur my future...
I'm not obsessed with u I just love you way beyond it features...
And if that's a crime then cary me away... But just know if I go away for such a crime in my heart u will stay...
For in my heart your love grew like Lilly buds in may...
So I'll keep u right there in my heart till my dieing day
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