Saturday, December 4, 2010

love isnt blind duh!!!

love is in the air
everytime i suppose
or not
its mistakin usually
for lust
clovered flowers
he loves me he loves me ot
crappy stuff
he doesnt love u dearie
if he does
u ll know
everyone knows
except d one God has for us
even our parents love can fade
then u come crying
jeez i ve foud mr right
wtf!!!there is o mr f**kn right
its mr am not perfect
just love me for who i am
thats wat guyz want
and that s what girls want
but then his flesh wuld say
"omo she no get bobie, she no get backyard"
nd her flesh wuld says
"omg pimples paradise!!empty pocket"
how wuld d love evr grow
when ur flesh takes over
aint nd no money to love noone
u dnt nid no shishi to luv moi
fake love get eye
real love sef get eye
it no go fit grow where flesh dey grow already
nd since no love s like God's
to love is to sacrifice, to strife!!!
for the ones who personality fits urs most

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