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INSIDE MAN





I am the inside man,
They all know who I am,
They know I know their every plan,
And that makes me the troublesome one.

I am the inside woman,
My man knows who I am,
He knows he's my only man,
Still that don't stop the fun.

I am the inside one,
The soul knows that we are one,
I am the voice of the daughter and also the son,
Our secrets ain't for everyone. 

 I am the inside man,                                      
The silent one, the troublesome one,
I am the substance in the existence of every man,
Let's talk more tomorrow, for now am done. 

 ~ALshaVERB

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  1. OsunRa12 January 2015 at 16:42

    Very Invoking. I enjoyed reading your work very much. Thank You.

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