A gentle melody plays tonight,
as more gentle still, angels traverse
the sky, the stars, the moon, the seas,
singing prayers for your heart's tranquility.
A gentle breeze blows tonight,
as these gentle angels hover above
your blessed being, your dreams, your mind,
and whisper sweet rythmes so divine.
A gentle hand reaches out tonight,
to heal those silent pains that linger
in the hidden recesses of your heart,
freed at last, allowing for a new start.
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Pretty please~~~*S* |
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~Pappilon (The Butterfly)~ Copyright 1999 by Bruce DeBoer |
Applets from Durius |