The Pleasure In Misery
When I see her smile
I get weak and float like the Nile
Just the sound of her beautiful voice
Makes me want to rejoice
She means so much to me
Around her I feel so free
I pray to God to make her mine
I wonder if this could be part of his design
She is the most wonderful girl ever
No girl is more beautiful or clever
If she knew I felt this way
Would she run or would she stay?
Copyright © Devin Wood | Year Posted 2006
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