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Apr 12
I know these words need not to rhyme
Yet the sound rings out as if divine
Hands wrung out the blood in my heart
Spilling love onto white and making it art

We've traveled the world and seen so far
Across oceans of water and to the stars
Past peaks of earth that scrape the sky's
Through the struggles and doubt of just getting by

The sea at our feet and infinite sand
Reminds me of just how lucky I am
That fate brought you into my life
So I'll never let go if you'll be my wife

You've attracted me like a moth to flame
A light in the garden that paints the way
You're the moon to my midnight, the rays on my petals
You're the reason I fight, to put down my devils

From past to future, to the means of our end
I pray to the lord, we get to do it again
Two parts that make whole, I feel like a king
With you as my queen, will you marry me?
LeV3e
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LeV3e  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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