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The Light
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IP:
that special person, one from whom love is given..
spindle of hugs and kisses,giving back to them is privialged..
everyday their in your thoughts,no time for other people..
each way their steps are with you,to them your eyes are equal..
your problems are shared, and both pains are heart felt..
connected by infered, beams of ideas are both thought..
teachings are exchanged, different eras, but both true..
go about things different ways, but both stick to virtue..
when falling out occurs, love making always mends us..
bawling tears made of blood, therefore i regain trust..
never listened, always thought that i knew better..
but yet im pissed-when, i do wrong, and upset-her..
as she fades away, i understand what i have to lose..
early in relationship, did i waste the time i cant renew..
yet i plead, for her to stay, but my cries are tossed aside..
bleeding further everyday, gapens the hole in my soul inside..
lookin back on forever, something thats tabu in many cultures..
thought id be so clever, to implement her in my life structure..
truth be told, this love wasent average or quit normal..
my earths so whole, as i celebrate my first love, my mother..
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Can I Metaphor?
Mixtape Pushed Back to mid september.. Holla at me for a copy still
I'm felt cause im real. Can you say the same ? Prolly not.
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