INSTRUMENTS OF MY PASSION.
I never bargained 4 heart crowded wid love.
He formed me wid d pieces of his desires that i carry love more, in my heart for all most importantly, 4 u.
I never bargained dat my heart will shiv when i see u.
Its unfortunate i'm holdin unto d love i saw in ur eyes, its unfortunate dat i'm reminded of u daily, its unfortunate i want more... After all, when we grow old,our bodies become weary and when we die our casket crowded wid mags,we b'come obedient to the soil we rode on.
I'm sacred of not lovin u. Cos d case of cud av been surely will ring her bells.
I av given previous reason that i love u... But i never told u how d name works inside me so hear this.
I'm like a stagnant river who ought to flow but channels blocked. D surroundin trees say dey need-want u to 4 rescue breakthrough cos dey had seen how u make me joyous.
My plea, i will &shall love u even to ur dreams and aspirations. I know u want my success and my mind shall flai wid all inspiration to do more. I wish to grow old wid u cos by ur side, my youth is renewed.
So come away wid me cos u r d instrument of my passion.
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