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She laughs with her eyes

And decorateds her space with happiness

She gave her lunch to a homeless man

And felt guily she couldn't give more

She wears clothes that don't match

But has the body of a runway model



She says it's a sin

But, we have to make them happy

Play the roles we were given

She wote me love letters

And talked of god and his love



Honey, I don't want to pretend any more

I know it's kinda scary, out here in the open



I prayed for strength

Never thought the day would come that you said out loud you loved me

But you think I need redeeming

I have bled enough for both our redeptions



She says she's getting married, she never said she loved him

She said she loves me

Is what I felt for you not sacred?

Do you even think of me?