Your Face

--BlossomMonyei--
Is it a coincidence that I pray wholeheartedly and it comes to light.
Seeing your face is all I long
The time I was told bedtime stories, the time monsters stayed in the dark, not in my mind.
Now I'm an adult I believe them no more.
Because monsters I sought I couldn't find 

My doubts have burned again
Ashes in the wind 
All I asked you gave
But for one you didn't; to see your face.

Is it coincidence?
you don't speak
You aren't visible
I can't prove.

I Believe
I follow
But some how my heart asks 
Is it coincidence?

Show me your face
What does it takes?
It's not just to feel
I want to know you're real.

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