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Jun 2012
I pray for you
She doesn't tear your heart to pieces
Tarnish your idea of a true love
You see the pleasant, blinded, close minded
Not seeing the reality, sad, unreturned
Unrequited
Not an option
Fighting till wits end
Waiting for an answer
Yay or nay
I pray she doesn't torment you
Keep you waiting when you deserve
A love that's pure and sweet
A sort of innocence
Understanding
I pray that soon you find her
And she's the answer to your love not found
Find that love
But for now
It's in the angel with gilded wings
Unaware of her powerful trance
Like a siren, you're drawn to her
Days go by, your heart grows weak
Her eyes dazzling
Perfection embodied
Euphoric , sweet nothing seem to pour heavily
From your heart that's been touched
How fondly, how highly this beauty seems
If only she knew what she's done to you
Maybe that angel would descend from her pedestal
Give you the wisdom, the truth you need
Guidance, some guidance
The angel in assumed perfection
Has not one admirer
Tis the hardship for her, unbeknownst to you
I pray that you find your own beauty
The one that understands your heart
One who listens to you
Speaks tenderly
Cares for your gentle heart
And kisses as if from heaven herself
Morgan sb
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Morgan sb  24/F/California
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