27.2.05

Broken wings

Bitter tears run from these eyes of mine.
Wondering about the source of all these
teardrops.
Nurse my broken wings, a fallen
angel.
I don't disserve your heaven, your sweet
love which heals all wounds.
Inside I'm filled with love, all yours
and it feels so good.
I've tasted your love, it burns.
Passion flows through my veins as my
heart hurts with missing.
Can't sleep without the thought of you watching
over me.
Let me earn your love as I just want
to stop your hurting.

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