Let's
keep things simple.
Old
ways have become obsolete,
torn
away
the
soul of my feet,
sold
a pretty worthy treat,
in
to heaven,
where
our eyes meat.
Telling
tales often never bending
would
allow,
the
passion my heart's defending,
no
use to go on pretending
you're
not amazing,
or
not my happy ending.
Rise
and shine the break of day,
glory
holds
as
my mind slips away,
to
fill with love, summer's gay,
simply
said,
I
pray you'll stay....
x
x
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