wishing it was all a bad dream;
how the beauty gets lost in between
the many mouths that point dirty fingers with words
so harsh, so unclean
how the beauty gets lost in between
the many mouths that point dirty fingers with words
so harsh, so unclean
but our hearts still burn, bright
amidst the Fading candle Light,
and I am reminded that
Love conquers every plight.
amidst the Fading candle Light,
and I am reminded that
Love conquers every plight.
We will win The Good Fight,
& There is no need to fear the long night.
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