Love Language
Love language
I speak the language that speaks love
Love that speaks light
Light from above
White as northen snow
Brightly wild in hearts that knows
Born in a land where occupant spit hate and vomit anger
At each other's face
Even a total stranger
Farming suffering
Harvesting hunger
Living angrily Believing greedly
Twisted minds bleeding you to death
Sacred duty to them
Seprating head from body is like birth
right
This place am from is too dark I become light
I speak the language that speaks love.
@Solo Man.
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