Sunset Eyes
You are My love
U’ll be fine
In a field of angels
But I’m not so sure about myself
I’m only the kid in the corner
Lost in a complex expression
To live without you
Is to be blank and bland
My high Hopes
Have left us poles apart
From the workings of the average human brain
A crude mess
I’m Outta time
But I’ll keep smiling
Till the angels cry…
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