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through the glass on the other side,
    lays a girl on a grassy foundation,
            flowers blooming, leafs opening,
                 her hair was flowing, 
                      the wind was blowing,
                             the desire was growing,
                                  she lays waiting for knowledge, 
                                        she was forbidden to leave,                  
                                            for she kept waiting,
kept wanting,
kept loving,
kept caring, 
her heart kept beating,
with the sound of he's voice.
with the image of he's face, 
with the memory of he's touch,
he's hands knowledge hers, 
has he came close,
he touched her chest, 
and filled her heart with undying love, 
a love so pure it can mend a heart

,
baby you took my heart,
     my breath,
          my thoughts, 
              you just wanted to share your love,
                   your heart is an open source software, 
                         that I vow to protect, 
                              even if it means, 
                                 I give up my heart, 
                                     so you never lose yours,
                                       I believe that love is a healer,
                                           because you heard my tears,
                                              has they fell filled with pain,
                                                you heard the break of my heart,

has he tore it apart,
you lied next to me,
you vowed to me,
your love was only for me,
the Angel of Destiny.
you called me by,
for Destiny drove us together,
now she destroying your life,
she dramatically drained your life source,
she fills you with stress,
she haunts you by her pass,
she is talented,
but lowers herself because everyone tells her to give up and forget,
your talent is suddenly boring,
they all called,
slowly they destroy her talent,
without it she is no one,
just another liming,
she wants to be unique,
but to you she's limited edition.

written by Davina browne
some time last year 2014
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