måndag 12 oktober 2009

I do her, I do me... I'm free

she is my angel, sent from the sky
she gave me wings and thought me how to fly.
Now I never want to tell another lie.
Can't deny, what i did.
Trying to gow up from this kid.
She gave me the greatest love, I was stupid.
Got hit by something from above, was it David Cupid.
A perfect match making, even though we were diffrent
what is god taking for the blessing he lent.
lent or give.want it for as long as i live.
looked in to the brown sweet eyes
there lies, the future.
Of me and her sharing culture.
You and I (in my mind) until i die.
No matter the weather, she is my feathers.
like the south she is the warm in me.
like a fram in me she grows bigger and make me feel free.
geeh, how can i show my gratitude.
How can i show her that I want to be all of her
Should i show kindness or attitude?
Hush me before I go any further

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