She Sits In Her Little Room
She sits in her little room
Dried flowers and jasmine scent
And writes the words of promise
Hoping to transcend
She often paints in memory
Upon the walls of dream
Where specs of stardust glisten
Upon an endless sea
She roams the woods of fairytale
On twilight's misty eve
And tumbles with the Autumn leaves
To plant a sacred seed
She often paints in memory
Upon the walls of dream
Where endless fires burn untouched
Within a heart redeemed
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From the window of white veil promise
Soft moonlight upon her face
She lights a candle within her heart
Of flowers and silken lace
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