Like a shot to the heart but not too late,
Our love has spawned a creature of fate.
Will our destiny remain unbound,
As our feet become rooted to the ground?
Will we finally give in to the call of the West?
Or will we still keep things close to the vest?
Lots of questions, less and less time.
Will I be able to squeeze in the ocassional rhyme?
One things for certain, nothing will be the same.
But that's what I signed up for when I changed the game.
-Papa-G
Saturday, October 20, 2007
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