Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Forever the protected of your mind body and soul
To have you back long after my hair is gray and my age is old
To be the wiper of your tears whenever you cry
Making you smile when I remind you how my girl is so fly
These are somethings that are part of my job
...I never give you my heart I was just rob
No name needed here you know who you are
This is a original poem by bless man for his rock star