| At The End Some, Can hold me up From where I stand, Hold me high To feel okay. Some, With faces gleaming like the sun, Can rise and fade Through each day. And they- They thrive for me. Some, Spare not the time To share a thought, But keep all of mine Deep inside. Some, Like feathers in the sky Float and drift on by. They sail with the wind As they catch my eye, Leave my presence... And say goodbye. Some, Stand calm Like a forest with no breeze, And whisper How I need not fear, They'll never leave. Though, Only one Can make me love, And make me cry. Only one Can be the one, I want to call my own. I wish I had... Just that one. |
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