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Of Reflections we Tell
I could tell you of whispers, caressed with loving hands.
I could tell you about knowing one's heart will be safe in his hands.
I could tell you of hearts beating in unison as if they beat as one.
I could tell you of every moment being heavenly, of knowing he's the one.

Only this world is full of questions, rarely answered.
Where some hearts are bruised, and have been battered.
Where souls find it hard to trust, hard to fall deep in love.
Where fear can take over the ability given from above.

We're perfectly imperfect, in a world that wants perfection.
Where one can buy and sell another person affection.
Where with silent tears we use walls to create deflection.
While we miss out on what may be our dream, in reflection.