Widowed World

She had the soul of a gypsy
Just wandering through this widowed world
She did not have to convince me
That she was not like those other girls

Hair as black as ash
Just burning on down her back
Eyes that reflect like mirrors to my soul
Smile as bright as a diamond
Spoke with passion in her voice
Clear to this girl
I was not another boy

She was not no other girl

Stripped down
Jumped in
I follow close behind
Was wild
And free
Just like the oceans tides
Because she was my soul mirror

My soul mirror
My soul mirror
My soul mirror
My soul mirror



Credits
Writer(s): Nickolus Deblasio
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