I have to say what I have to say,
That nobody can say for me,
That is the only way,
That Life is possible for me,
My thoughts, my feelings,
Creep out in dismay,
And most of the time,
I have plenty to say
To be sincere or not,
That is the main question,
The Truth has always been,
My very first selection.
Please dont give us a drop or a drip, come on Sandra LET IT RIP! ! ! !
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I love it, Ilove it. Very well done, there is not a person who could not relate to your verse. Read mine - Who Am I - Adeline