Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted April 30, 2012 Share Posted April 30, 2012 See is seven feet tall and harder to reach then a six foot burial tomb. I want my baby to be born from your womb. Don’t you know out of the ashes sparks wore born. So why did it end with a pitch fork between us? I want to soar to the clouds above and give you call on the telephone. Can’t you see the horizons I want to fly to with you. Take my hand to the promise land. I vow to you it will be magical. Just give me that chance is all I ask and your everyday will be our heaven. I believe you are my angel sent from the great unknown above. All you have to do is trust. Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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