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Poetry

The Vow

As I listen solemnly to Dakolo’s “the vow”,
Persevering to write words equally divine,
To express the affection that I can no longer deny,
And claim my rightful place as the queen of your heart.

I haven’t ever played it simple,
I had no plans to play it any easier,
Until you dropped my hand and I felt my heart breaking,
I knew I was yours; I had to stop faking.

So here you go my baby boo,
In the perfect words from Timi Dakolo’s new tune,
Which beautifully are now mine too,
Carefully chosen and meant for you.

I promise to be true
To give my all to you
No matter what they say
This heart belongs to you.

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