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Tuesday, October 06, 2009 . 22:42


She got the best of both world,
She could take down or raise a man easily,
However her style is quite selective,
yet her mind is rather reckless.

Please don't mind my nerve,
You can call it fiction,
Cause i like being submerge in your contradiction dear,
What a mess it is.

I been thinking of changing my mind,
It never stays the same for long,
But of all things I know for sure,
You're the certain one,
I want to make you mine,I want to make you mine.


Words are paraphrasing our relationship.
Julien.L