Joy

You ought to know that every bit shows

I like you free, we feel you breath

And why should I?

I still love you, feeling fonder

Left wounded, I can't love you

And we believe a fonder real

Pulls in a catch to big to feel

I love you somehow, and it's better,

It works out, it calms me down

I'm glad I know you

And happiness, it does exist

A bottled note that this is it,

In feeling warm like no one does

I love you when your still in it

So hold me hire, I caught you

You caught me and this I see

I'm blind, and I'm fixed and fine and,

Ripe and stained, and washed, and dried.

Meet me there to see the rest

Its already half dead

Proving you made it happen

After its done I'll already be there

Giving you a "glad to see you made it in"

Beauty holds a place for you in my head