Fate
My motivation has left me,All teary eyed I sit and wait
for his return to set me free
I soon unvail our fate.
She spreads her wings and flys afar
A black angel trys to anew her ways
She left with an anguishing scar
Shes left to fly alone for days.
Her heart is weakend from the thought of him
A picture of him she always keeps
The memories will never dim
A single tear is all she weeps.
Soon again Ill hold his hand
Obession is a word I always find
Togeather again I understand
Even apart were togeather in mind.
~Beautiful Pollution
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