Emma
Emma, I would love to be you
How careless you seem with love
Trusting your hands with blind eyes
Guided by only the faith in your heart
If you get a break or suffer a bad fall or two
You keep moving as if nothing bad happened to love
Pain is so frustrated being deterred and always lagging behind
It never seem to get ahead in your heart
Emma, I would love to be you
Copyright © Janica Williams | Year Posted 2014
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