Mary J. Bliege, U2 - One love
Was
She just afraid
That she would loose
Her toy precious
That laid on the shelf
So long
So forgotten
So overlooked
As she reached
For the toy new
Just a toy
To play with
Until
It knew
It was little more
Than a toy
Despite
His deprivations
Pure
Asking her too only look
But that was too much
Too much
So she
Placed him
in some gracious trophy case
While refused to remain frozen
A trophy forgotten
Filled with disregard
It reminded too much
of what
Could never be
So welcome
The success
to she
Willing
To abandon all
to the leapards in her head
So it goes
I can't keep holding on
When all you'v got is hurt
And I can't keep holding on
Enjoy the victory
hollow
Oh so
Hollow
Turn to a love
That
Is hollow
With a touch of the goose
So grey
Celebrate
The Victory
Savor
The price paid
For that which seen laid
Before
You
Though hollow
It still looks
So pretty
So beautiful
Perhaps
In the glossimar guild
They would forget
an you would emerge
Victorious Q
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