Perfect Match
OUR Missing RIB, OUR Best Friend When THE Going IS Good, OUR Enemy When IT IS BAD. Subtle IN HER Looks, Gifted BY Nature HER Features A Charm TO US. MEN IN Trouble When SHE Pass BY, Thoughts RUN Their Mind From Friendship TO Romance. Givers OF Life Incanators OF Hope. WE Labor FOR HER YES HER Alone, WE ARE NOT Full Filled Without HER BY US, NO Doubt WE Needed HER From Creation, YES WE Asked FOR HER WE Have TO Assume OUR Responsibility.
Copyright © Elvis Lyonga Lieve | Year Posted 2016
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