Maybe by grace I found you,
Maybe if you can have faith in we can talk too;
Cause you're geniuenly beautiful,
Which makes me starin at your account like dumbass fool;
Maybe I can be your cross if you get possess,
Or I have gotten blind to see that I'm this obsessed;
Never know until we try,
I promise I'll never make you cry;
I pray to God I don't scream when it's time to fry,
Yesterday is a history,
Tommorow is a mystery,
Let's see if we can make it together to cemetery?
© Tanvi Dalvi