Belinda AMeharry


We love until it hurts, battle but do not like it, Determination to save what is all, With light so bright. In great brilliant bursts, Our hearts are lit, standing high and tall, we all take flight. As time draws near, panic in others eyes, I smile and shine, can't be dimmed. With the absence of fear, higher than the skies, with thee I dine, for I have sinned. Triumphantly we stand, as we have before, part of the band, of the ones that soar...

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