The poetry of love is on the wait
you give it to me once so imma get what i can take
i thought i heard a cry but it was just a simple fall
the poetry is here so we about to have a ball
i had my own family that told me i was dumb
they chased away my dreams so i was lookin like a bum
i look into the sky to ask god how and why
he looked at me and smiled and said everything is fine
surround myself with people thats surrounded by the love
i stay away from phonies and i stay away from thugs
i tell myself now Tarrence's want's to write he can write
but promise i will always keep the lord real tight
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