"Without you"
In the beginning,God gave me a gift,
Thus be the gift of life,
But Satan has given me a thousand reasons,
Just to slit my throat,
And throw it all away,
But im armed with one reason,
Why i should live my life,
And thus be you,
You are all i need,
And all i want,
Without you,
I might as well die,
Life without you would be torture.
Every delicate word you speak,
So soft and frail,
Like butterflies fluttering about me,
So graceful and precious,
I'm lucky to call you mine,
And i don't want to lose you,
Living the life,
That god bestowed upon me,
Would be nothing,
If i woke up, Without you by my side.
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