Love Loss Virtue
He r ey es Beau
tiful
The s
un st ill sh
one
the w
ind stil l bl
ew.
I vis
it all the plac
es we kn ew.
A truth fo
r you
Just One more th ing.
M
y lo ve for y
ou unen
ding.
The tear
s had sto
pped
My eyes w
ent dry.
There's no m
ore rea:son for m)e to c
ry.
I'm hap;py
now that y(ou'r)e wat"ching, ove,r me.
My baby girl. My silver tree.
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