Believe For Me
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Last published Sat, Nov 29, 2014
If you think I'm mad
Truly wicked, dreadful bad
Read this one surely
Called Believe For Me
What is love?
Is it like a little white dove
Cant it be like the raven ?
Looking for a dark haven ?
Should we know ?
Can we bare ?
Watch those little eyes
That is...if you care
Bipolar A
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