3/9/10
I will find my true loveif it kills me first
sacrifices will get you 2 the top n the end
@ the top of the mountain
I will scream out
"I love you"
it is alwayz a blessing 2 get that same love n respect n reture
true love abids n us all
seasons to seasons
the error iz not mistrusting someone but not allowing ur hart 2 let go of the pain
frustration will lead 2 the ultimate gain doors will up full of white items
blue eyes symbolize new things 2 come
old things represent that broken hart that never got a chance 2 heal
i need a transplant no scratch that i achieved a nu hart time 2 shine
shine on n this nu body
i will find my true love if it kills me first
bells ring r u listening 2 the nu hart
harts dance @ the final celebration
open up ur yes n ears 2 dance while the drums play
darkness to light hard can now rejoice n sing "I love you"
the rhythm of percussion instruments enbodies the harts of man
passion = white
stability = blue
experience = maturity
Fin
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