Dry Eyes
Every day i pushed away/
Endless feelings of dismay/
Every day I prayed, but lost my faith/
When the pain didn't dissipate/
But Your eyes dry my own/
And your smile is my home/
My lap is your throne/
My heart yours alone/
Every day my will would stray/
Gaining speed, to my dismay/
My mind would find reasons to stay/
Then throw them out so it could play/
But Your smile writes my mood/
And your eyes play my tune/
Your lips are my doom/
Dont want annieone but you/
Copyright © Bo Vigoren | Year Posted 2016
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