Love In The End
Oh thee I this finest hour
of my most delightful power
my angel she fell from garce
unbearable punishment she must embrace
forever seeking
what may so long to be
forever seeking a path
that leads yo to me
when in time will they see
weve always been meant to be
so rest thyself in deep despair
a beauty that cannot compare
ways of wisdom i've so long learned
a familiar presence
I constanly yearn
to abide by your side every passing day
by your side in the end I eternally lay
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