The smile that binds,
my heart with angel eyes –
waking me from grace
late within the night.
As the moonlight glows
and the dreams fall past
we speak to our friends
of the good that we had.
The roses children hold
like flowers of the Earth
the purity of spirits
the measures of worth.
Where have you been,
almost all of my life
why is what’s wrong
now everything that’s right.
Was I meant to fall in love,
I beat myself down,
I just can’t accept
what I feel now.



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