Love
It's so weird to think
That someone is capable of love
Even when the heart isn't pink
The other will still come above
That someone is capable of love
In a time like this
The other will sill come above
up and over this painful bliss
In a time like this
To keep that angel close
Up and over this painful bliss
Someone who you can boast
To keep that angel close
Is one hard thing to do
Someone who you can boast
When all along you knew
The perfect feeling of happiness
Though it could end in a blink
Someone who can light the darkness
Its so werid to think...
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