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 THE PORTRAITJul 01, 2008 | shine134 My whole life, it seemsI've spent only waiting For the perfect man My mind's always painting I've searched and searched But the end's all alike I'll go to bed empty Sleep alone for the night Suddenly, my hopes grow limp My portrait fades to bland I realize that my search must end There is no perfect man But you proved me wrong You showed me what's right And handed back that paintbrush To paint again tonight But there is no need to paint My work is nearly done Because of him the colors returned The light of love has won My whole life of waiting Has someone to end my strife My dream has been accomplished: The portrait came to life COMMENTS |
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