Friday, 2 September 2011


Time was passing away
Life never the way it used
It’s passion to passing time
Yet I was still alone
Missing the warmth, somebody
Missing the warmth of True Love.
Missing the warmth of True Love
Where could I have gotten this love?
Who could’ve given me this love?
Who else except you my love.
You made ma’ life warm
You gave ma’ life a brand new meaning
All because you gave me love my True Love


Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/true-love-72/#ixzz1WltVOLO3

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