[Ýóú m~úst h~ávé á~ vérí~fíéd~ áccó~úñt t~ó séñ~d á mé~sság~é tó á~ úsér~ ñót ó~ñ ýóú~r frí~éñd l~íst. T~ó vér~ífý ý~óúr á~ccóú~ñt, pl~éásé~ chéc~k ýóú~r émá~íl áñ~d fól~lów t~hé dí~réct~íóñs~ líst~éd.]
[Wóúl~d ýóú~ líké~ tó bé~ résé~ñt th~ís vé~rífí~cátí~óñ ém~áíl¿~]
A poem I wrote
You sit there feeling like a withered flower.
You feel weak, and drained of all power.
Fear not my dove,
For I will save you with a small touch, and a great deal of love.
I promise now, with ev'ry breath that i take,
A better life, for us i will make.
I promise to dry,
Ev'ry tear that you cry.
Because of your last,
You're as fragile as glass.
There will never be a day,
When I'll tell you to go away.
And until we die,
I will stay by your side.
For I will save you with a small touch and a great deal of love.
Know that as long as I'm there,
I'll always care.
I'll make you my misses,
And shower you with kisses.
No matter what I may say,
No matter what I may do,
Until I pass away,
I'll always love you.
It's the real deal,
The love that i feel.
My love time shall not maim
Even as other things change.
My love only grows stronger,
As time goes on longer.
Know that whatever you do,
I'll be there for you, through-and-through.
Our path will be tough,
But we must remain tough.
You need not fear,
Once I am near.
I will dry your tears,
And erase all your fears.
You still sit there, just like a flower.
But now, you are strong, and quite full of power.
Fear no more my dove,
For i have saved you with a small touch, and a great deal of love.
[VÍP É~XCLÚ~SÍVÉ~:]
[MÝ VÍ~SÍTÓ~RS]
[Dóñ'~t mís~s óút~ óñ ví~sító~rs wh~ó cóm~é bý t~ó ché~ck ýó~ú óút~. Ás á V~ÍP, ýó~ú cáñ~ stár~t mák~íñg v~álúá~blé c~óññé~ctíó~ñs tó~dáý¡~]