I believed, believed in moments not concieved, did he ever believe in me...Secretly within I hold a passionate spirit, uncompromise, without me in your heart...A light in your eyes, that end all lies....Vacant broken, fell at the hands of those moments that I wouldn't see...Cause it was "who" praying for me...So what have I done to be no child , of no angel, have I done anything to be worthy...Daylight dims, leavng cold fluorescence, so difficult to see what there is in this light...and what do I say to all the demons staulking my nights....He never told a lie, well might of told a lie...But he never had to live one, didn't have to hide to save it...and has it come to letting go...Holly
