A ray of hope from the broken window of happiness danced its way to her heart,
Of tears and empty promises, for what she knew from the start.
His touch so soft, she could hardly feel a thing,
Magic to her sadly broken wing.
A whisper of love, an apparent ceaseless night,
Dancing to the sound of her dreams, at the highest height.
And, how she fell, the fall of belief, on the dawn of destiny,
A warm grab of his strength, the moment of an eternity.
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 12:40 AM UTC
A ray of hope from the broken window of happiness danced its way to her heart,
Of tears and empty promises, for what she knew from the start.
His touch so soft, she could hardly feel a thing,
Magic to her sadly broken wing.
A whisper of love, an apparent ceaseless night,
Dancing to the sound of her dreams, at the highest height.
And, how she fell, the fall of belief, on the dawn of destiny,
A warm grab of his strength, the moment of an eternity.
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