believer in dreamweaver©
I lived my life to the fullest,
now i just merely exist.
My Heart-My Reason For Living,
was stolen i can't be forgiving.
He brought sunshine in the rain,
He helped me thru the pain.
He only had to hold me,
that would end my misery.
Just the touch of the Most Precious Man,
i was floating on a cloud my troubles ran.
Now He floats on a cloud waiting above,
2be 2gether again our dreams made of!
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