-That is...-
The raw emotion of hatred and deep souled pain bleeds through my eyes everyday, if you were to take the time to see it, that is...
The fierce feelings of love and protection seep through my motherly words everyday, if you were to take the time to hear them, that is...
The sinfully sweet taste of devotion and passion creep over my tongue everyday, if you were to take the time to taste it, that is...
The bluntly obvious realization that your woman is behind you would fill your soul everyday, if you were to take the time to feel it, that is...
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