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Filling My Cup

Whispering my name I hear A love, sadness, a tear Sorrows wings are in the air With arms eloquent and fair Lovely petals shower upon me Filling my cup with glee Angels standing by my side Glowing beyond the prism of pride Wrestling the leaves upon the ground What was lost is found

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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