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Love is too young to know what conscience is;
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove:
For, thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body's treason;
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no father reason;
But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,
He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.
No want of conscience hold it that I call
Her love for whose dear love I rise and fall.

I felt like sending you this special song titled "Gone to long",hope you like it.
I hope I've touch a litle bit of your soul and heart and made your day a just a little softer.
I very honored to be one of your friends.
I just want to say please open your heart to the one you love, today.
I'm writing you this song, for you, to forgive all their sins.
 
Shermaine Jaque/DNA

Waiting to hear back from you about the song.....