slow enough for me to read
those has meanings, yet i wonder why
and some words echo silently in my sleep
I write those words as they keep appearing
It's the repetitive words that make me wondering
Complication of issues coming snowballing
My fingers keep words in line, rearranging
It's the blood in me
flowing down to the knee
as I bow to destiny
making life pretty
It's the love I had
which I never forget
of a girl now a lady
and we shared so many.....
Over testing of time
I still say she is mine
dienn//
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