She loves me, She loves me
She likes me not
Now take a few hours
To untie that tight knot
And if you can
Tie it right back
Riddle me not
It's an absolute fact
Untied and retied
In emotions that knot and slip
Fanciful red bows
Curled at each tip
Tie it so lovely
Worlds most tangled knot
She loves me, She loves me
She likes me not
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. Words have become so common, that those that are beautiful will be immortalized one day in the little know ancient art form called books.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
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