You be like …
You
be like that woman who has me talking to myself ,pacing … talking to the wind words leave my
lips like “women do your know your worth, your precious sacred essence the loss of my sanity the gain to your humanity” got me talking
to Mr Gods like Lord like “I found my lost rib”, she the perfect picture the readings
from the lost scripture it doesn’t hurt but hit you… in the heart, I love the
way you book smart , late night conversation is Picasso with art I know this is
real love because water doesn’t taste like water when we are apart. Got me
singing song like Solomon a thousand flower in the valley but your more unique
then all the dem
… you be like
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