Pass the Love
I don't know whats wrong, not mentally... nor physically. I don't know what I was meant for, but I had a good mentor. I feel so weak, it seems everything inside of me is playing hide n' seek. My heart is searching for the one, when I find her... it will be said and done. For now I am without, don't know if I should shout... or pout. Don't you see , love is everything to me... like music but a symphony. From me that is what you get, pass the love and never quit.
TLA Jay Dick
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