My Slavery soul awoken

by see   May 27, 2007


My Slavery soul awoken
Silent whisper sounding wolf
echo into my Slavery soul
The woman my soul, I been waiting for,
My mind, my thought could it be the she
It haven’t touches my heart or feel my fresh
Because I don’t believe it be the she and real
You only wolfing into my slavery soul
How when and where, she came to me in fresh and bone
Today just like any normal day
Mind working, thought thinking, and heart beating
A sudden a moment, my Slavery soul, Tickles and woken up
She appears visible in front of me and
Spoken my slave and the one
Your slavery soul awoken and it created me
Into fresh and bone
Here I came to fulfill your life
My fresh and bone you has given me
One my fresh one yours fresh
Two fresh fulfill a whole
Two Growths into happiness

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