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My Passions Seen through the eyes of a child,
true love shows its colors
Bright as a rainbow on a spring day
Warmth eminating from thier laughter
Souls wonder aimlessly through the world
evil cornering and drowning
Hope flying higher and higher
The heart breaking softly
Knights ride galently into battle
thier brides waiting patiently
Fighting for the good of true love
risking all they have
Doves falling to hell in despair
Babies crying, hungery
Tears rushing uncontrolled
Words holding no meaning
Love fighting thru the darkness
pushing onward
Piercing the shadows with holy light
Singing the prayers of mankind
Angelic hosts proclaim thier own glory
Mischief slinks into the corner
Grace becoming those who deserve
Touching the hardest of hearts
Armageddon exsists only in fairy tales
Stories and fables rewritten
Seen thru the eyes of a child
True Rises again ...
