As if I had seen an angel
broken hearted with no care
if only our hearts could be tangled
because love doesn't float in the air
as I gaze she doesn't even look
its nonexistent, no such thing
I want to read you like a book
if only I could begin to hear them sing
I should just start to give up
maybe if I could find a sign
my life is becoming corrupt
but I begin to follow the vine
love was my battlefield now destroyed
these vines lead to something called love
By: Kendall Soukup
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ARTWORK:
AMAYA WHITE