I Will Still Love You


I will still love you,
Even when the hidden is sought by name,
For my hands are clean and new.

Cast to drift in an ocean of blue,
The result of misfortunate aim
But, I will still love you.

Skipping with angels of few,
The white surface became consumed by red flames,
For my hands are clean and new.

Stooped in front of the pew
Your emotions became hard to tame.
I will still love you.

The angels pointed to,
Yet you lay there lame,
For my hands are clean and new.

A frosted carnation silently flew
While your eyes focused on the fame.
I will still love you,
For my hands are clean and new.

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