Both from different world
Learnin' both ways
For both to be happy
Am down
Help me carry on
NEver will I grown horns
Be by you even when fire burns.
Mistakes are remembered hate
If lovin' you is a bait?
Am already in it...so lock the gate
Put my neck to knife
Deny me of life.
'Joyful to the accomplishment of lovin u mind, body n soul
You worth more than Gold
Never in 2nd place like silver
Bronzes? never ever
Ist ever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem