My Gift to You, by Convalescence |
I must say to you, something. You do have more pow'r than me. You my friend can judge of these. More than most, you've the power to read. So now I say, since my secret you know, my face to you I can never show. My poetry is of me, all you'll know. Use your gift, of which now you know. |
Posted: 2010-04-27 20:46:17 UTC |
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