Lately, I have been told
Promises that were meant to be
Holding my glories like proud-
Starting to fly
Dreams and paradise built in shadows
Beauty of the light, inner soul
Closely grabbed by the present
Future eyes seeing over the mountains
Unexplainable feelings
Killing times unaware
Deliberately I was not in place
Kissing it away
I never change
Je ne vous oublies pas
For the keeps of the heart
Laughter's not necessary
Now, on my ends
I'm falling from grave to grave
More shelter has been damaged
Waiting...
Undone.
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