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Nov 2010
No pretense, with words like life written on lips like wings.

Nothing could make you see the light in your eyes that I've come to need.

No mirror reflects the image in tact, but at least I can see what I want and know why I breathe,

lying before me, a reason to live and appreciate beautiful things.


Lifting in height, so we don't have to make believe

with words like love written on lips like wings.

With one kiss we're flying,

those two lights set me free.
Kyle Matthew Berry
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