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Our Hearts Grit❤
They told me love is blind, but how can this be? You see her gorgeous skin unquestionably, as she walks gracefully to the stage, the sunlight enriched, the creamy chocolate-colored beauty in front of me, as precious moments fade into obscurity.
How can this be, is my life just a dream? No it can't be, I have to pinch myself to snap out of this distant future I see, that indoctrinated my mind the second I heard her speak, remarks spark my soul's mind making me think of the time, I will leave my mothers home to be with my lawfully wedded wife.
How can this be, did my family lie to me? We scorn the idea of loving unity, even when the bible told us a cord of three strands cannot be broken easily, I shook my head after I pinched my leg, as time flew by she departed from the stage swiftly with a big smile and sparks in her eyes leaving your heart in blissful felicity.
How can this be, did I find a virtuous woman, the one my soul loves deeply? She displayed a calm form of bravery you see, almost like me as I know what it's like to present an argument gloriously, would she try that with me? I asked myself, you would be surprised, the way my smile swelled.
How can this be, did I lose my opportunity? You told me to Lose Yourself Slim Shady, but I prayed and asked my creator to take control of me, for his love is what makes being human complete, my heart said, "Your wife is over yonder," and my brain said, "Be quiet and beat your time will come you'll see" I wonder which one should I let take advantage of me?
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That one time I fell in love.
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Written on June 16, 2022
Submitted by SamuelS.Williams on July 02, 2022
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