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Sep 2009
You are the air I breathe
& the water I drink
I mean you are my dreams
& all that makes me
Better yet my completion
My protection from regression
The smile I show
& the light of my soul
In a simplistic meaning
You can be called one thing
Because what you are to me they truly don’t see
That you, my boo, are β€œall the good in me”
Written by
Shandel Pruitt
586
   Maryrose Joyce
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