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Hidden Wings


Is love really love if its built off lust? How can our relationship build if theirs never any trust. You cry everyday while having nightmares and dreams, and keep your emotions to yourself like they're hidden wings. We pray for our relation so God can show our fate, But what is love if we never can communicate. I look upon your eyes and see the light in many stars. But my mind and my motives is tearing us apart. If I want this to work then I have to be truthful. Its more than me saying that you are so beautiful. I have to acknowledge who you are within, and this seperates the boys from the men. I'll give you my all and show what loves really means. So you won't be afraid to open your hidden wings. 

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