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Alright


living is called life 

and sometimes its alright

but I've once said I hate mines. 

why love a person when you not even alright.

life is what you should love 

kind of,

but find a person that makes you love life, 

that makes you feel bright ,

have 20/20 sight,

that can hold you tight, 

be ready to fight,

see all day and all  night, 

first thing you wanna see with your eysight 

someone that looks at you like the moonlight 

when your with them you know everything is,

Alright

and why should you feel this way you say 

becaues I love you ...

and I'm ganna let love breakthrough, 

Alright

 

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