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Love,it's a testament told A gift of old, worth more than gold Love,it's a promise of word Tales that conquers all When it seems all odd I found a man to love One who sees my naked soul His perfection with flaws All the peace of mind I need Coupled with solace I find in him Perfect for my being and craziness Life to my loneliness Rhythm from his heart are my tonic Tenor of his voice are magic Antidote to all the loves The cure to the wrong ones He's my comfort zone My blues when life is low Love is kind and beautiful Made but for two..
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 9:54 AM UTC
Gift of Old
Love,it's a testament told A gift of old, worth more than gold Love,it's a promise of word Tales that conquers all When it seems all odd I found a man to love One who sees my naked soul His perfection with flaws All the peace of mind I need Coupled with solace I find in him Perfect for my being and craziness Life to my loneliness Rhythm from his heart are my tonic Tenor of his voice are magic Antidote to all the loves The cure to the wrong ones He's my comfort zone My blues when life is low Love is kind and beautiful Made but for two..
Layocephas
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 9:54 AM UTC
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