a cause

A cause

angels

gather after dark

to sound applause

for what a heart

does.

A cause

window is opened

early morn

to allow wonder in

to breathe

life again.

A cause

songs are created

to touch

to be memories

of days & nights

passed by

years from now

a true reflection of

love.

A cause

hearts are broken

tossed in a ditch

is not a mystery

it is quite simple to

comprehend

love should not begin

unless you never feel

the end.

burn baby burn

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