A blank page stares straight thru me
And I don't know what to write
Strange that it should be this way
Strange that I don't know what I want to say
All I know, is what I feel
Expressions, they say, are hard to express
And even harder to jot down
How does the mind write what the heart feels
How does it find the right word that appeals
It bewilders my every inch
And never allows me to think
This is why I have no way to start
This is why with my feelings, I jus can't part
All I know, is what I can't convey
All I know, is who I am...
~p
Be my yesterday
My today
And be my tomorrow
Be my every breath
My soul
Be my life
Be my forever
My true love
And be my everything
Be my strength
My dreams
Be my Angel
~p
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