Bell Work

March 18, 2010
By Anonymous

For you to love me
Is my greatest wish
But I would never expect it
Even if you could love me
I could never deserve it
Beauty exudes from your pores
Like a blinding light from the sun
Your sadness eats at my soul
And your pain is my own
I hope you know
And I hope she can see
What I see now
Perfect imperfection
An angel
A dream

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