I thought she could be my light.


You


Be the light, my love.
Glisten, when it is nice.
Light up, when dark.
Cheer up, when cold.
When there is no hope at all, come along.
When everyone forgets you,
captivate all, my love.



Poetry by Dejan
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Written on 2006-11-16 at 12:31

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