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A poem for my priceless princess |
| I have problems I assume you do too We get better from mistakes And we will never be through I only look at you different When we don't correct our blue You know that's the color of my eyes And they see fire in the red on you You want to hear all the things I say Then give me one kiss When im undone I'll give you two Please make more mistakes So I can correct them with you I want our love to be our careers Lunch is everyday at noon Making the best life with you Fairy tale perfect princesses Means the next day is a Full Cancelled Slate Corrected And never being through still seems TOO SOON! |