I'll Be
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Last published Sun, Apr 5, 2015
The strands in your eyes that color them
wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath.
And emeralds from mountains thrust
towards the sky
Never revealing their depth.
Tell me that we belong together,
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache
that hang from above.
I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
And rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed.
You're my survival, you're my living
proof.
My love is alive and not dead.
Tell me that we belong together.
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache
that hang from above
And I've dropped out, I've burned up,
I've fought my way back from the dead.
I've tuned in, turned on, remembered the
things that you said
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