Sunday, June 12, 2011

Springtime for love

I smell the seeds of hope
A new day with no past
Forgiving knives of anger
Forgiving knives of pain
Forgiving knives of betrayal

I see myself in you
A beautiful damaged angel
Hiding wings of love
Hiding wings of hope
Hiding wings of despair

I look to Springtime
When the seeds will sprout
Bringing blossoms of life
Bringing blossoms of beauty
Bringing blossoms of never again

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