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Put your fingers on the screen from the start….this is me, this my mind, FUCK it this is my heart…

I’m gone type it you gone feel it..we gone be and fuck it! we gone kill it, this is mine, this is us this is we, this is me..this is he, who is confessing that he loves you, can’t you see?

 

Feel the rythm as it be, as it be, as it carries you to me, as it be as it be..put your fingers on the screen and see what I see, as I see you with me…do you see what I see?

I am not perfecdt by any means, I am but a man who loves a woman, can you see, can you see?

Touch screen is who I be, touch screen to touch me, touch screen to believe, touch and you will see that far apart is never what we’ll be..

So fuck it I’ll jsut type it..to the beat to the rythme to the heart to the mind to the spirit I love you you and sayint the never gets old..The hook says..iff you don’t love me by now…understand that that doesn’t apply to me..This is..Ha..understand that I can attempt sound like Barry White and say..ha…I LOVE YOU BABY..and you’ll get it..like right now I got my lip curled up a lil bit..like that..lil..bt..I got my lip curled and I’m always able to hit a rytm, a beat or anything because I instantly think of you.I love you so much that fuck…I’d love you if you were a man…like I don’t think that there is a single reason in this world why I wouldn’t  love you. It’s like I’m interacial because of you…for anyone who doesn’t know..I gave up being “black/African-American” last week in order to just be an American, and like just right now I figured out that I’m a mix between love/American..I’m a Lovmerican..That’s like a whole different level of Swagger.

I felt that it was neccessarry for me to tell you that..I dounno..something tells me that if i show you the floorplan of my dreams, I’ll see that your part of the floorplan is what the part that makes the house complete. So yeah, screw writing this one..

Boom…

This is you this me…and you only you will see…

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  1. AnonymousJuly 07, 2009

    I have to say that you always seem to amaze me. You are phenomenal.. U have a true talent. I will always have many ideas for you, and I hope that you will continue to do great things..<3

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