Setting Fire to the Wings of a Dove
by Jimmy Crowley
When I did this
I knew I'd be sad
Maybe not right away
But with time
I lay in my bed
Crying more than ever before
I realize
I hate myself
And everything I am
I hate this love
Like setting fire
to the wings of a dove
You are all that I admire
by Jimmy Crowley
When I did this
I knew I'd be sad
Maybe not right away
But with time
I lay in my bed
Crying more than ever before
I realize
I hate myself
And everything I am
I hate this love
Like setting fire
to the wings of a dove
You are all that I admire
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