The Essence Of Who I Am

If you ever regret loving me remember that I loved you first without thinking you would ever kiss my lips

And maybe in 7 years none of your skin will remember mine but my god your mind will cry our for me in the night

I bet you’ll hang up the picture I gave you for your birthday and tell your friends you bought it somewhere because you can’t bare to see something I made be thrown away

To bad you’ll never see me make our children then

If you ever leave me remember what life was like before me

Who are you going to call when you are mad at the world

Who are you going to call when the stars dance for you

Because I’ll be dancing with them

M.A.P

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