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She never knew true loves face

Until she looked him in the eyes

She never knew the sunshine's rays

She never knew about the skies



She looked at him and wondered why

Her heart began to race

She never knew what it felt like

Until she saw his face



He was good for her or so it seemed

In each and every way

She always talked and thought and dreamed

She loved him more and more each day



Her heart soared like an angel's

With plumes of off white wings

She never knew that she would fall

And her heart would cease to sing



She never knew how much it hurt

To loose the ones you love

She didn't know it from the start

That she was his fallen angel from above



As time went by her heart healed

She wandered alone for so long

And thought she knew her fate was sealed

She continued to go on



She searched for the one to keep her heart

To keep it safe from harm

Each day had a brand new start

She would start anew with the morn



She thought she found the one she liked

To erase the one she loved

She knew it was because of spite

Though she acted like a dove



And then again she fell for him

He loved her or so it seemed

And once again she let him in

With the turning of the leaves



She was happy, but not was he

The other he could not live without

His heart and head swam like the sea

And filled him up with doubt



One was content but one was not

And so he let her go

They both had but one parting thought

As he walked away leaving her in the snow



When there was darkness in her world

He was her only light

He always helped her wings unfurl

And helped her heart take flight



He walked away with blinded eyes

His heart began to tangle

He walked away and left behind

His only perfect forsaken angel



As she lay there in her bed

Her heart all broken and shattered

She felt like she were better dead

Because she never really mattered



She always thought she could make a change

In each and every way

But it was destinies thought to re-arrange

Her every thought that day



Forever she lies, Broken and dying

In her blackened bed

He may have left her cold and crying

But now he leaves her dead

These crimson tears forever fall

Showing the pain she feels inside

They never know what she feels

Her appearance fools them all



He knows how she feels

Because what she feels, he felt too

He knows the pain, and he knows the hurt

He knows what part of her is real



She was his fallen angel, his eternal love

But return her favor he did not

She gave her entire world to save him

But to love meant to be cast down from above



So she was damned in darkness for only one

He knew her love, he knew her devotion

But to return it would be his downfall

He could only live what was his life in the sun



For years and years he chained her heart

Bound to hi like the stars in the sky

He was her driving force

She should have told him from the start



She lay broken in her bed

Her tears flowing forever

And her heart shattered

She only wished to be dead



He had been her shining knight

The one who was supposed to ave her

What he felt, she felt to

He was supposed to be the one to bring her to the light

Love blossoms like a red, red rose,

But our only hate blossoms out of love.

We all must know our true feelings for someone,

Before we learn to hate them.



Our hate for others lies,

Inside our own hate for ourselves,

And upon accepting all of ourselves,

We destroy the need to hate and create the will to love.



In the loved one we find perfection,

In the hated one we find our faults.

Their perfection lies in the ability to accept ourselves,

And their faults, in their ability to accept what we cannot.



An ideal so very simple and yet,

And yet very few come to realization.

Few will ever find their perfection in love,

And other only hate in other who accomplished their own faults.



To hate, we must first love,

And to find true love is the greatest gift of all.

To find one who can accept us, faults and all,

Someone that will love you because of who you are and in spite of it.



These are the gifts given to us in life,

Along with the ability to feel so much more.

But to have understanding of these gifts,

That is the truest gift we are given.



To recognize our hate, from our angered love,

And in that process find the ability to admit wrong.

Admit to ignorance and hope,

For who knows, one day all hate could disipate, leaving only true love.