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i wake up and the wind is cold

wondering why the facts are bold

I'm not a raper, i dont make songs, i dont even like bongs...

But this isnt about me

once again its about a girl

she makes my world twirl

I dont know what she thinks about me and I dont think I ever will...

but still

I know it may stink like a mill

or the old trucker named bill

but ******** it I love her

shes my everything

and anything you can imagine

shes better than any dream you can make

better than the best tasteing cake...

my love for you isnt fake...

its so srtong it'll make you quake

now shes telling me shes sorry..

and im telling her you dont need to worry

she tell's me for all shes put me through

I just tell her its all cool.....

if it were up to me I would do it all over again to make her dreams come true now that I know its cool...

shes heard things like this before

I just wish it ment more

my heart beats for her like a wild bore

she even open'd up my door

I let some feelings out

but I didnt shout

I said those things with out a doubt

I had a whishing well covered up at the tip

I kept telling my self its okay dont trip..

I promised my self and my girl I would never quit

I'll never leave her I would never split

and if she wants to dip

im cool with it, she can do better than me....

I hope all this sinks into her like a sponge...

i love her so much i even act mushy

we have our own saying...

where did the tear fall???((inside thing))

I ask her where it fell..

she tells me in the ocean..

and she say's she'll love me till she finds it...

the thing is when it fell I cought it I thought keeping it ment she'd love me forever but........maybe forever may be to long for her.....

And she didnt buy my heart at a store....her self made me love her more....

I know shes gannah get tired of me one day....

with all the bullshit I say..

like a 5 year old boy and his toy...gets old and gains mold....from sitting in the rain...whose to balme...when better toy comes along...ones left behind in the dark.....its like when you look in his direction you have a special blindness that makes him invisible

its just what happends

but she is my love, my rainbow colord dove in this black and white colord world...

we can be on the phone for a couple of hours

not saying one word....

hoping that when we get older we can have our own little twirp...

I just want to make her happy

I want to be able to look at her and know that I did something with my life...

I know im not the best I know im not like the rest I just do my best to finally inpress the rest that are the best....

tell me what you think...