Real
Me, knowing myself is real,
whenever I tell you I love you I'm real,
When darkness fades and the sun comes up,
I will still and always , be real.
From young to old, rich to poor,
years yet to come, or years before,
I will always and forever be real.
Copyright © Tracy Manning | Year Posted 2008
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