POOL OF WORDS
Thursday, 11 June 2015
My Girl
She nags a lot
Yet, helps my lot
Unknowingly, love erupt
Like a volcanic over a mountain crust
She has my heart
She's the horse that pulls my cart
A beacon that guides my path
May God ne'er draw us apart
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