Who will stand in the horse power of love.
Dripping from each piercing pound of my heart
A memorizing lovely picture called love
We must stand to identify love for each other
Screaming help to identify the love of another
Shouting the betrayal of identifying the true meaning of love
Has been slammed to the
pit of the spit of the icky but sticky bottom of the pit of the dirty stinky trash can
Come let’s talk
strive why we walk
To build back the
roots of the love we lost
The pure insanity called love
Weres your true root for love
Let’s stand for pure insanity called love
The one that seems to be put in the back of our minds
My friends my family let’s build bacr the root of love
