The Good Ones
The good ones look like their eyes
aren't meant for them
When others light their very souls
and make ammends come hem
That all their love is in a wait
for others to come in
When all their faith's inside each other
for waits denied their sin
That all who go to honor them
can take it to the stars
When only love for better things
can make their poor hearts ours
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