Margret Thordardottir · Apr 12, 2010
Make Believe

I am the one
and the wonder of your love
is taken to lie
for the worth of strangers
in our world that we have made
There is no one else
that I can take care of
your soul is mine
to take control of
and to hold onto
when the fight goes
out of the darkness
we have seen such wars of emotions
that having faith
if nothing else
is a good deal in make believe.

*** an old one ***
 
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