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Dec 2012
Please do not question
My tendency for mistakes;
as honest as mornings,
have faith, on the blows he could take.

maybe I am a journey man,
who've found a home.
without any kind defense,
positivism in his throne.

Believe in me
as he believes in all of your ways.
doubts are dead as the night,
smile gives magic to one's eyes.

I Believe in you
as you give your all.
as you keep asking,
when will be its toll.

He Believes in you
until I am living.
no questions thrown;
as long as both of you are seeing

Believe in us,
and seize the sunrise.
we can do this until we die,
but now we must both sacrifice
Jowlough
Written by
Jowlough  South of Manila
(South of Manila)   
526
   Hilda and Timothy
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