Red+white=love

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Red+white=love

It is a sinner day
the sun is up
the sky is Brit
me and my girl is dress up and ready for the park
am wearing red she wearing white
we holding hand
and walking to the park together
her lip is red her eye is calling for love
am looking in your eye
i could read her heart
the only thing i could see
was my name all over here heart
she lean on my chi and count my heart beat
she say every bet from my heart
was calling her name
my eye is red her eye is Brit
red and white put together
become the color of love
now tell me what color you see
when you say of love.

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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