Keep the wind beneath my wings; Don't let me fall- Let me have the comfort that it brings- My gosh, it's all A part of your love for me. Dance with death for much too long You've been stung, not by the bee but a pain much, so much more strong. Hold out your arms and let me see them. So much beauty in a package, with a band to hold it all in, that Powerful Gem You call your soul. Don't let it fall into that deep well a dark hole above all, don't sell yourself short. Change your mind, now, Don't let this pain abort your life. you're not some cow to use for simple things. No, a radiant star, its taken toll is in broken wings and an imperfect soul.
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