My Little Scribble

Be true to your dreams, Dear ol' friend

And all will be worth repeating in history.

Love takes on so many shapes, and only

The truth will shine in the end.

I give you my heart,

My soul, and my essence. For you are the

Only spirit I need.

Run with the light, and the beating heart, and

Eternally she will give what you need
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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