Fitting for a beautiful night such as this…
The symbol of night…Life…
The one I ask and beg The Lord for…
To keep you safe…
To keep your place among the stars that brighten our lives…
A blessing to those blessed enough to lay their eyes upon your light…
Beauty that I believe must be Divine…
You breathed life back into one’s soul that has long been torn by one’s own self-scorn…
Took a form that purified me of all this blight whose source was my very core…
For so long fate had foretold how I’d end up all alone…
I was wrong…
Fate wasn’t meant to be set in stone…
My soul was saved by your light…
No words I write will ever personify your impact on my life…
How much you mean to me…
All I can do is smile…
The sound of your sweet echo will forever emanate from my soul…
I’m reading the thoughts…
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