YOU
All I need is who you are to me
Thinking out loud before the mirror
A worrysome image to make me fret or blush.
All I need is you, tell me the tale of me
A tale I shouldn't have forgotten.
The craftiness in my soul.
All in need is an ode to me on the faith I used to have
And my dutifullness in my treasure for faithfulness
When my heart was still young and not tampered with.
Now I fight for my light, life and image
From the contamination of the wand of heartbreaks
That kicked me blow after blow.
I still hear their shatter behind the proof of my soul.
I know I can make it
I still need the beat of courage and unflinching love on the Bata drum.
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