My World
Each one different
A sight to behold
Melting before they touch the earth
Never a chance to grow old
As I walk across mirrors
Scattered around
I see what's reflected back at me
No one can understand
Just what it is I see
Season of love and happiness
My most favorite and hated time of the year,
This I must confess
Love is never enough
Addicted like a drug,
I search for more
No matter how rough
Mesmorized by the cold they bring
Can't help but carry on
I walk through the setting sun,
Far beyond Spring
Sleep walking,
Day dreaming of a perfect world
That had never seen anyone cry
A world so passionate and warm
That never left the broken hearted to die
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