sometimes i wonder if you think my poems
are better than yours , remember them yours
all wrapped in a package with a bow
crossbow and send it to your heart
and thank you for all the love
the language i learn from
body , soul and spirit
i wear my heart on my sleave
it wearin me out , do you mind carrying it ?
something i wonder if you like my poems
like i love your music , how it transforms
me to an other place and time
yeah
you better than classics and this story is magic
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