YouA Poem by FollanThis is gibberish
You the angel I love
You the devil I churned I hope you understand that you are the one I turn to when I'm in pieces, You the preacher of my words, The dictator of my life , I hope you know I care, You the powerful one that sinking The one the is so wrecked behind locked doors. I hope you know on the cold winter nights I pray for you, You the one the whole one hates but follows I hope you know even the night fears your coming You the one that kills... Thinking you are right .. Thinking you are correct... I hope you know how to cope, Because you've lost all hope © 2013 Follan |
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