Why is it that when we need love its right there waiting for u to grap it. Yelling your name to
come and get it. Standing in the world all alone in that dark place you call home. But there is a
brighter future for you much brighter than you can see. Blinding you like the open gates of
Heaven surrounding you are angels singing god;s songs. A snap of reality brings u back to life
so fast u didnt see the bright light of the photographer taking a picture documentnig your
memories, your life . Waiting for that time where love is near but reality is so far away.
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