Sunday, September 4, 2011

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When the birds take cover,
In the misty hues of rain
My heart reminds me,
Of a beautiful pain

Moonlight sifting through the woods,
You were my fairytale
Now my castles in the air stand,
Weathered by the hail

You’re in every flower,
Each flap of a wing
You’re there when the sun sets,
And when bluebirds sing

Perched high on an empty paradise,
See we were meant to fall
It’s not like we speak your name,
But the silence says it all