Come the Dawn
A gentle rain begins to fall
Magic lines caress the wall
A special way to cover all
Hoping for the dawn to fall
Holding onto the bittersweet memories of yore
A wasted mind to believe in things of before
Yearning to find a fearless soul to hold on to
Waiting on the angels of sleep to find me true
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