love of a friend a worrier!
light can not see darkness can not hid from the love i fill inside!
thay may ask you why? why the apple of his eyes,
lord will she reply?it the love i have inside he sees behind my eyes
into my soul like only he know! the depth of my within, past
the pain. that no one knows the love an lost hidein within my lord!
his angels wings i hide deep inside the voice that sings in to his soul
my best of best my friend like only she can be my end my beganning
my hopes my dreames to fill my saint my angel your worrier that holds your wings!
the breath i breve the light i see, you an me my
darkin soul my heart you hold.
an yet we are free my angels wings.saint worrier soul i hold.the bet of your heart!the teast of love not lust!to defind my lords soul
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