Poetry of a Lifetime

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I am walking in the streets
With out a sense of life
Or a guide of light
For I am lost

All I was doing was flying
With broken wings
Falling with no end
And no one to catch me

Then You appeared from the tunnel
You were that light, for you are my sun
You cured my hurts and my wings
So that I may fly again

Here's my heart
For I choose to give it to you
So let it be forever yours
Until the end of days and after