Your heart is like gold from a bank
Untouched
Perfect condition
One day I will be thief to steal that gold
To keep in my home forever
Where I show you what it means to be free
Why freedom should be for all
The joy when you don't fall
The gleam of hope you give
I shall never spend or use you
You are a treasure
My only treasure
To my heart
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
Your heart is like gold from a bank
Untouched
Perfect condition
One day I will be thief to steal that gold
To keep in my home forever
Where I show you what it means to be free
Why freedom should be for all
The joy when you don't fall
The gleam of hope you give
I shall never spend or use you
You are a treasure
My only treasure
To my heart
Love is priceless. Never take it for granted
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