True Love
She had sat alone for sometime
singing songs of sorrow
When all her fears of dying alone
would soon be laid to rest by a fellow
He had the bluest eyes
The nicest smile
she had ever seen
He would rescue her
from dates gone bad
nights too long
and days too sad
He was the missing piece to her puzzle
he completed her forever
Then the storm came
the winds blowing with all their might
the rain falling from all gray clouds in the sky
she realized he was truly her white knight
when he stood right there by her side
So there she was no longer alone
singing songs of true love
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