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How do you know when the time is right?
Does it kick you in the *** or slap you in the face?
Or does it sit by the water and paitently wait?
Is it yours to look at or mine to take?
Is it like a match, a one strike date..

When will I know that it is what is?
Will the stars align like an angels kiss?
Will the doves release and the choir sing?
Or will it feel like anything?

Will you scream it loud like your favoite song
Or whispear it softly like you might be wrong?
Will you grab my face and look in my eyes
Or hide in your thoughts to your own demise

Will you Hold me after and repeat it again
Or leave me hanging without means to this end
Will we fall into our dreams tonight
Or walk away without a kiss goodbye

What happens when the words are said?
Help me settle the thoughts In my head
Do the best to answer the few
Pleading questions I have for you
Sabrina Whitley Apr 2018
heaven's call
bight and gentle
hope for the best
love no less
angel guides you deep
into the world of love
into loves gentle arms
they cradle you close
they protect you from evil
their wings spread wide

there they lay full of hope
there they stay
arms open wide
they pull you in
they whispear in your ear
telling you what not to do

hopeing for the best
loves first kiss
It’s too light out to be thinking this dark                
The moon gleams in all it’s glory tonight
Even the clouds are awake
The stars blanket around the ideas of who we are
They whispear our success
I’m trapped in a maze I’ve created myself
But the moon will guide me home.
money means power
i whispear
the **** him, that is clear
they will be innoncent
the killed is guilt
they have money
they have authority
killing is awfull

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