Portrait of a Broken Dream
You painted the picture of who I should of been
The canvas began so white, so clean
Your vison was something you alone could see
A portrait of fidelity
How now do I return from such disgrace
God knows i'm in a lonely place
I know the route of lies without a map
Trusting in you, the faith I lacked
Yet I love you
I need you
Take the brush and cover over the imperfections
Belive this love can be ressurected
You cover both your beautiful eyes
Turn away from the me I so despise
Thats why I love you
Why I need you
Take the paint and begin a new
This time I vow, I will believe it too.
Copyright © Julie Cottingham | Year Posted 2009
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