My life began,
when you walked in,
the man who faught,
for my hand.
Never thought we would lass,
but baby we are still going.
When my eyes connected into yours,
I knew we had something growing,
and that was love.
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 3:16 AM UTC
My life began,
when you walked in,
the man who faught,
for my hand.
Never thought we would lass,
but baby we are still going.
When my eyes connected into yours,
I knew we had something growing,
and that was love.
#Love
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