made me a better person

to ash

iv seen bright skies filled with sons and moons
iv seen pure air filled with yonder dunes
iv held pure beauty dust within my hand
iv touched shiny glistening jewels though just a pair
i stand now beneath the tears i always knew
i stand beside a tree in a dark solid view
i stand there and wonder what to do next
i wish oh i wish to not be so perplexed
and there you stood in the pouring rain
looking at me, taking away all pain
took my hand and led me astray
in your arms where i would love and pray.

he makes me better


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