A Rose Stop Me; Just To Write To

Your to beauty to be sexy
The reason why I`m fighting death
Is to tell his rest
your what time is looking for
As we touch we authority
We give feeling reason to prophesy
How long is Love
When all can`t tell me
I haven`t had enough of Praying for you
When safety is telling me
He love you as much as I do
If I`m your fear lets face it
So I can take the shadow off your back
And give it my soul

When Faith is every thing you put on
I didn't have to lay you down
Just to believe
Its the space we give room
To show the 4 walls
When we are not there they are lonely
By Fredrick Pennix Aka Praiser the Show-Off Worshiper

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