Saturday, June 12, 2010

Fly

I think Love will find
A way to break in
And fill what has been emptied.

A way to break in and find,
Everything that we are, entwined.

All the sorrows go away.
When something is growing,
without you even knowing.

The roots bury themselves deep,
and they cant ever be torn out.
A piece of my heart you'll keep,
if someday I find a way out.

Im not going anywhere,
and I hope you stand by

Because I believe in us
and I know that together
we will fly.

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