It doesn't mean shit unless she's worth the world"
-David Mohler
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by Arbaaz Ali
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Thank you.
-David Mohler
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The scent of her,
Made me melt and slur,
My words, I found them to be a blur,
As I dazed into those beautiful eyes.
This feeling of her and I,
Bring me from a work of bind.
Releasing the stress,
When I try and impress.
I tell you now, she's gone and won't be found.
I sit here in distress.
379, I will never forget.
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Casual friends hanging out,
I'm told were not allowed as to see making out.
The thoughts your actually engaging in,
Are the masks of you hazing in.
See the lightening, bring the sight seeing,
Tell me more about the love theory, show me more on how I'm leery.
I told you once, I saw it twice, ill say it once again, as I'm nice.
Your eyes are pretty,
And you make me feel witty.
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Your beauty is Undefinable,
You can't hold me Liable.
We kissed and were set in bliss,
My eyes never closed,
Yours went into a fold.
The touch of your neck,
Denied me to forget..
This moment in life,
When we finally met.
I will not forget.
That mood we had set.
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-R-boz.
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We live today,
Ill show you the way.
Find me in the dark,
Well play and arc.
Together making it in this world,
We dream and find our gold.
We feel and side and fold.
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Killing it will do,
As I will see it through.
Pass the remarks,
Pass the laughter,
We all sit here and relinquish after.
Regretting what we regretted,
And feeling as we did it.
Hope is key,
Being nice seems to exceed.
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The dosage you take,
Is nearly a percent of the hate,
Ill see and wait,
But surely you will close the gate.
Heaven and hell will bring define,
And you will wonder why.
You will ponder and sigh,
Thinking how, what if he died.
Bringing forth the prayers at the grave,
You will sit and place your hands as my slave,
My burial ground, casket, and face.
Is what you will have to feel,
To put you in you down, in your place.
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Everything and anything you say doesn't matter,
And when you do the wrong,
Your never at fault,
You never stop and halt.
You bring life back from reality,
Bring that light out of me,
Forming a quiet pattern,
You mold into each other as one, as Saturn.
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