Stolen Heart
Sheryl a creation of God
The thought of her floods my soul with emotions
Butterflies in my belly is the result
My spirit is endangered
I think am in emotional trouble
Where can I hide?
Her beauty is out of this world
I stutter when I think of talking to her
Is she not human?
Sure she has blood flowing through her
I have been slapped by love
Love at first sight I guess
Is it not shallow
For what of the heart
The real person
Lord help me
Save me from the strange woman
Help me prosper and dwell forever in thy presence
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