Page Thirty Three
She's everything I prayed for even better
Everything I hoped for, when it rains it pours
And I'm looking at an overflow I'm drenched
In her love with no overcoat. Now I only boast
Because this is heaven sent, my new addiction
No prescription medicine, God prescribed it
True love how do we define it, we both been
Threw the fire but like the hebrew boys we been refined
No gimmicks she's my wife to be, late nights &
Early mornings she's my Methamphetamine
So what I mean to say is that I'm in love,
And I know the feeling is mutual
Its feels like the first date everytime I see you
Thats my lady, my woman of virtue
Its like I'm killing myself at any given time
I hurt you, there's no coming back from a
Suicide attempt doesn't it feel so good on
This side of the fence.
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