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There's been a Heaven of joy
when I let the light of love shine in my herart
and it flares only for you
From its flame I feel the warmth

The warmth to comforts me
through the cold lonely night
as my weary eyes slumber in seclusion
slowly like a flickering candle light

On to the Dreamland I go
with much excitement and glee
because I know I'll be seeing you
smiling and looking back at me

and though the dawn has broken
I'm still here dreaming of you
yearning like a flower to the sunbeams
wanting these dreams to come true

but when will our eyes meet
is just but a mystery to me
because you're someone my hands can't hold
and my eyes can't see

Will these fairy tale dream come true
I can only hope that it will
so till then I'll be longing for you
In solitude loving you still

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SteMcGrath

Very much a cliche. Maybe try to find something else to write about? Give yourself a topic and write about it. There's some good foundation to work on though. Or think of a different way to say this.

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The girl left behind...

I thought it was cute, but yeah it was very much a cliche.

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