Amber Lynn

Amber Lynn, what have you done?

Might you be someone?

Bearing the beauty of what is to come

Eternity settles on your sleeping head

Raining over what’s already dead

Lost in your head, time flies separately

Yesteryear, stars were dancing abundantly

Nothing but happiness scattered all around

Nothing but greatness, yet love was never found

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