Light with a Shine
May 22, 2013
I ask not that my bed of death
Watching you-from far and wide,in my seized eye,
As I must set you free, free to be happy
Light up the sky.
With that face of joy
Where memories come and go
Today we love, tonight we woe,
but we'll always be together
Even if the sun goes down,
but our faces will always be brighter
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