Wanting to run,run fast.
As I never dare to look back.
Memories of what you were,and now you are not.
Time passes like a spring breeze.
You have what I cherish,
With my life.
Unass this!
Which is not a possesion.
But my child.
Well d*** you shall I say.
May the lord have mercy on my soul.
For I will atest this til I am no longer.
Why should this be fair?
a woman keep a man from his seed.
Reflection of him,blood of his blood.
Flesh of his flesh.
Lord please!
To you I kneel,and pray.
To make it possible.
That he really know my love for him before I pass away
Jesus , Rivera Calderon
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