God planted a seed within my soul
Poetry is the fruit of that seed
That grows upon the tree that is my life
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Stop Just stop Halt Cease No more You had your laugh Joke's over catch your breath Enough already This ain't funny Have you lost i... -
They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Roses are red Violins play for you Drums Guitar Keyboard too
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