There was always a love,
A love that came from above,
Like an eagle in the sky,
Our love would always fly high,
With the bursts of wind,
That blew our hearts to no end,
But that wind has ceased,
And now our hearts will not meet,
As mine continues to blow,
Yours will just not show...
Is your heart still there?
Is it floating with no care?
Mine continues to fly,
It flys by with a sigh,
Continuing to look,
You read me like a book,
But I'll never be the same,
For my heart has been tame,
And now this eagles time has come,
It flys straight up, to the open sun...
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