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Dec 2014
I ask myself a lot
what is the purpose of this life of mine?
Is it to make a million dollars
to stack up when i reach the final finish line?
Or maybe fit as much information
in to this brain between my skull
or simply travel the world  
and hold all the knowledge accessible
Will it ever be answered?
This question that has tormented me
until you came into my life
setting my mind entirely free

Once i met you
with my life i knew what i had to do
to make times when your'e sad and down
as little as a few
to make you smile and laugh
whenever i have a chance
to never leave an opportunity
and to let you know what is true romance
to take the bad in your life
and turn it into good
to give you the world
you don't know how bad i wish i could
to prove my love to you
yes, that is my finally my mission
and to want another man
something i hope you'll never be wishin'
in this crazy world
i think i've found my place
and thats to help you wake up each morning
with a smile on your face
Written by
Tom t  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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       brxken, ---, Reemoatpeace, Haiden Rose and SPT
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