As I set myself upon this mahogany colored bench I clasp my hands together. Lowering my head and resting it on my two thumbs I begin to speak my heart to you. You are the only one that I live for And you are the only one that I’d die for. For it was you who allowed me to live By dying an awful death. From that day forth you’ve loved me And love is the most important gift of all.
Reason for writing:
For my one and only Savior.
Birth sign: Libra
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