[creedsister]

the scars they haunt you their memories remind you of broke inoncents the suffering is become knowlege the knowlege has become a heart with never ending pit of sorrow and its left you in the desert broken dove to whatch your life come undone Broken dove i see you lie in the desertwith your head trying to look up you see a light of a perfect love ahead but you lie there instead broken dove to weak to fly home to your light were you belong you just lie there my ittle broken dove crying in the wind trying so hard to make it home in the arms of a love that was sent from above but it remains a dream and its far away from your reality wisdom shes wise enough to know that it must be a dream without a dream there is no reality only strong have i become at the cost of your torn wings my broken dove dont think im a fool i know what i have a done i could say im sorry but im wise enough to know what must be done must be done my broken dove i wish i can lay my hands upon your wings so it would heal theme and let the future take its place and give you back that what ye have lost but for now broken dove the cards will fall on the table from the higher power above not in the ashes will he leave us here to die and you dont need reason why i will take of you broken dove i wont leave you all alone with out water without a comforter my little precious broken dove some time my hidden star you must fall before you have it all my heart my soul always and forever my broken dove