Treasure Island

MTHOKOZISI NTOKOZO MAPHUMULO

(13 /04/1984 / DURBAN: (SOUTH AFRICA))

The happiness


You are my happiness

You sooth me when I am angry

You take my pains away

You make the sun come

I don't know how much I owe you

But I wish to say thankyou very muc

For giving me the love

Things shake me up and down

And throughout all of my temptation you coe over unanounced

And remove all of my dirty miseries

That is why I am gonna say thankyou very much

During the sunset you are my moonlight

During the sunrise you are my sunny wave

Duringthe hotter middday you are my shadow

From the botto of my heart I can feel somthing say

Kiss was invented by the happiness

Happiness, Happiness Happiness

Where do you come from

Submitted: Saturday, September 13, 2008
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