I fell
Sank low
But I'm back on my feet
Back on my horse
Ready for battle
Willing to struggle
To get back what's mine
If only a feather left
To prove you were an angel
I've lost
Forsaken all
But I'm back to claim it
And back for more
Ready to breathe
Willing to drink it all
To take it and never let go
If only a feather left
Still proof you were an angel
Thursday, September 3, 2009
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