December 24, 2008


by Donnalyn Weir

You let me touch the priceless gem
And make me beautiful queen.
You let me own the diamonds,
And let me forget about my wounds.

You let me be the one
Who can get everything, even the whole land
You let me fly like an eagle
Or be a star that twinkles.

With you I can be the best
And be loved by the rest
I can be a billionaire
Or someone that owns the air.

Why can’t you take me?
In a paradise of beauty
A place that will hold me forever
And won’t bring me back here, ever!

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