Tuesday, May 12, 2009

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I know you are hurt I can’t make it stop
You ask me for a reason even if a drop
Your hands trembling, your feet are cold
Every tear flowing like a piece of gold
Your cheeks flushing with watery eyes you look
I wish to hold you tight without a doubt
An angle you are made with purest love
Know this my sweet, for I would give
All that it takes to write your fate again
To be your strength, to give you joy and grin
Through the darkest hour of night you’re passing
Know this my sweet, the dawn will soon be approaching

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