April 4, 2006
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Why do I feel
Like something beautiful
In my life died
Why does it make
Getting up in the morning
Harder
Can continuing to love
Be as beautiful as
The love itself?
Is it an opportunity
To dance in the moonlight
Is it a beautiful thing
To live life with You
When did I stop
Looking at the stars
When did the beauty
Make my face turn away
When did the rain
Feel like balm to my soul
Expressing emotions
That I refuse to let loose
Continuing to love
Is as beautiful as
The love itself
It is an opportunity
To dance in the moonlight
It is a beautiful thing
To live life with You
Comments (1)
That’s beautiful, Rach!