my herion

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  • Love
    • jazzia
    • just making through life like any other teenager

    my herion

    I though I was lost
    from the world
    and me
     but then you
    came along
    smiling didn`t have
    a care in the
    world

    Now this
    is what chaught my
    attention
    I couldn`t help but
    follow

    You`re my herion 
    I need you
    to talk to you
    and I need to
    love you like the loin falling in love with a lamb
    who ever hurts you has to anwser to
    Me! 
    I want to protect you
    It`s my new job
    I can`t quit you
    if I did Iwould lose myself again and
    you
    thought if you must
    leave well I`ll let
    you but please don`t
    I love you
    marry me?

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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