Markeen88
I do believe that God above;
Created you for me to Love.
He picked you out from all the rest,
Because I know, I love you best.
I once had a heart, so tender and true,
But now it’s gone from me to you.
Take care of this heart as you have done;
For you have two and I have none.
When I’ll go to heaven and you’re not there,
I’ll paint your face on the golden stairs.
Just so the Angels may know and see;
How much you really mean to me.
And when you’re not there on judgement day,
I know you webt the other way.
I will give the angels back their wings,
Their golden harps and silver strings.
And just to prove to you my heart is true,
I will follow, wherever you will go.
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