Did I told you I love you
Did you believe I meant it
The air is saturated with illusions
Roses are red violets are blue
Sugar is sweet, so are you
A love so uncertain and cunning
Did you really said you love me
Do you really believe you love me
You filled my stomach with calories
I regret eating your sour love cake
Your mind is jammed with deception
You’ve filled your quiver with machete
You’ve loaded your gun like James Bond
Bantama High street is your destination
You ready to kill your vulnerable prey
Watch him with his boom box on his shoulders
He is playing a love song he can’t sing
He is humming so loud to get an attention
Yes, He is the cynosure of love seekers
Don’t believe in his love; he is a character
Did I said I love you
Did you believe I meant it
Love so rare and priceless
He is broke but he is caring
He doesn’t know hallmark cards but
His love is like graffiti on the wall of my heart
Many waters cannot quench this love I have
Copyright 2014 GOG | McDaniels Gyamfi
CHRIST CENTRAL 
Nice!
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Thanks woman of God. You are always a fresh breath to me. Be blessed!!
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Wonderful timing. Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks a million Sister Yevette for your time to read my thoughts and inspiration
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What a difference it would make if we would live our lives based on the truths from His Word and not how we feel in the moment. We need to believe He means what He says!
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Thanks for reading, Shelly! Shalom and love to you and yours
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