misterreplicant
03-20-2011, 08:37 PM
Fifty-two percent of you,
Is not enough to make it through.
I want more of you in my life,
Lack of you, brings me strife.
The gift you bring I cannot believe,
So great, is it, I shouldn't leave.
More of you, I can obtain,
Fitting inside, my precious brain.
Is not enough to make it through.
I want more of you in my life,
Lack of you, brings me strife.
The gift you bring I cannot believe,
So great, is it, I shouldn't leave.
More of you, I can obtain,
Fitting inside, my precious brain.