Joy Powell Biography

The only one who loved you
who could have given you the world …
But you grew tired of waiting…
I told you I was not ready in the beginning
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I must give up on life
And turn into a stone
The desert wind quite suited me
No heart, no mind-just bone
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The first time I have ever loved:
Yours, the first face I cannot forget.
I think you are afraid, perhaps, and moved
To wonder whether you should do this yet.
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in quiet days..
while raindrops whisper on your pane...
but in your memories have no regret....
let the joy remain
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The sorrow still remains
I so long for love from thee
but chains won, t set me free
My heart is full of love for one
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