Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Poem: Meant To Be

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Every time I hear you voice
I know I made the right choice
Writing my fist name with your last making me you’re Mrs
Every day I can’t wait for one of your kisses
You light up my life when things get dark
Our fingers intertwined strolling around the park
If the day turns to night, I’ll love you by candlelight
When our eyes met I knew my heart was sold
Together we’re going to make a teen love story with a happy ending
Because when I’m with you my heart doesn’t need mending
Whoever said dreams don’t come true
Hasn’t seen me when I’m with you

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