My heart is a lovely place to be with wisps of light and love
Surrounded by souls of every dog I’ve ever known
Beauty becomes us, but I couldn’t seem to find mine
Pretty exterior attracts cads like a hand to a glove
Most young men only want to make you moan
One great guy loved me for a really long time
It’s easier to see your beauty if someone else finds it first
A beaten body can harbor a sunken soul
As on drowning victim can die of thirst
Life’s travails take their toll
A healing heart hides not from pain
It flicks searching for fellow wisps of light on this earthly plane
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