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Depends On Your Give

With the mind if a sinner But the heart of a saint I will cook you a dinner Without a complaint Would you kiss me to show me That you really may care Would you let me go free With no kind of snare I live all the dreams That I really do love If you hear any screams It’s the joy from above I will love you so open While my hate will be shut How I do all my coping It comes straight from the gut If I’m hurting your feelings Its time to speak out With all of our dealings I’m not letting you pout Nothing can hurt me But the hurt of my love I will never be free If it fits like a glove Who would want to be free If you love where you live I just want to be me With more loving to give Live and let love Or love and let live It may fly as a dove Depends on your give Words I have spelt For your reading of me Before you I’ve knelt For my wanting to be If love is forever Then why does it end For being together Never should bend Going to have fun All done for today My writing all done I am going to play

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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