In the alley ...I mean in the valley.
Sunflowers surround & uglyiness is devoured.
A divine power with a rainfall shower.
Above the cliff hill morning glories dance in circles.
Like a gown of purple.
The world has alot of stories.
Eyes of green can be seen.
Beneath a halo of daisies.
Is your prince okay or a little crazy?
Would you have his baby?
Looking up at the grey sky.
A witness to beauty undenied.
Majestic swan watch the sunset with me.
A respect no one else can see.
A destiny meant to be.
A prince he is & always will be.
Hand in hand strolling through a mystical sea land.
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 1:08 AM UTC
In the alley ...I mean in the valley.
Sunflowers surround & uglyiness is devoured.
A divine power with a rainfall shower.
Above the cliff hill morning glories dance in circles.
Like a gown of purple.
The world has alot of stories.
Eyes of green can be seen.
Beneath a halo of daisies.
Is your prince okay or a little crazy?
Would you have his baby?
Looking up at the grey sky.
A witness to beauty undenied.
Majestic swan watch the sunset with me.
A respect no one else can see.
A destiny meant to be.
A prince he is & always will be.
Hand in hand strolling through a mystical sea land.
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