All Grown Up

by raining   Jun 28, 2005


A butterfly with broken wings
a little bee that cannot sting

a pretty flower that lacks its scent
a winding road that's never bent

a little girl with broken dreams
a never ending nightmare, or so it seems

but there you are,
fixed wings,
a strong sting,
beautiful scent
forever bent

you turned my nightmares into dreams to share
you lead the way, and so together we'll stay
love will never let us part,
because it's shared deep within our hearts

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