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"The world is but a canvas to the imagination.” – Henry David Thoreau

Thursday, April 21, 2011 0 comments

 
I don't  mind your odd behavior
It's the very thing I love
If you were an ice cream flavor
You would be my favorite one 

My imagination sees you
Like a painting by Van Gogh
Starry nights and bright sunflowers
Follow you where you may go 

Oh, I've loved you from the start
In every single way
And more each passing day
You are brighter than the stars

Believe me when I say
It's not about your scars
It's all about your heart 

You're a butterfly held captive
Small and safe in your cocoon
Go on you can take your time
Time is said to heal all wounds 

Like a lock without a key
Like a mystery without a clue
There is no me if I cannot have you

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