The way you make me feel, I swear you could hear my inner girl squeal! You stole the show before we ever hit this road, the stories your eyes tell, mesmerized me and became my shield or more like my fort so my dreams can seem more real.
You have us thrilled everyday when you walk in, just to smell your skin is like a bliss of wind while standing in the sand holding your hand like we was back in Texas again. You are not just my friend but I'm so proud and honored that I get to call you my man!
From the moment you came back in my life, I instantly started breathing again! The fear started beating his feet because you helped me be comfortable with me and helped me see the pure beauty within my own self skin. Beauty is best when it's taught not brought, an even still you pay a cost, recognize what you lost with your inner thoughts, replay the day your heart broke, in the most ***ed up way, to relive it again that sin you know what your inner demon hold in his hand. Confess the day you signed your soul away just because you felt like everyone else was just taking it anyway, now you in last place, *** the fake friends let's go back to the drugs again.
When you travel away you can hear all your mistakes and all your greats but furthermore your closer to winning your spiritual awake! Clinging on to the things that I thought I needed only made me defend, letting go of the devil's hand I'm no longer in no-man's-land instead I'm standing in God's promise land!
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