Oprah

by Cecile

You make me try, each day I live,
You make me know, its right to give
I know our time, will heal one day,
I hope the mystic’s here to stay
You make me understand my route,
You make me take what I wont suit
I cant accept the way we dwell,
I cant accept the life they sell
You make me understand my guide,
I’d never want you out of side
I wont accept the hearts that die,
I cant accept the days we sigh
With you beside me--I believe,
With you beside I wont deceive
So thank you Oprah for your time,
I thank you for the way, I climb.

-bronx

Submission date : 2008-02-25

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