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In a past life


In a, past life I must have care for a man who was sick

Because my soul yearns to find him again

Around evey corner, I fee the presence of someone there

Maybe it was him?

I don't really know

I heard rumors thathe disappeared

With no trace that he will ever reappear

But the heart needs to move on

I still rememer that day when he first appeared

That smile upon his face was like the cresent moon in the sky blessing me with his presence

Giving me life with the glimmer in his eyes

In a, past life I must have care for a man who was sick

 

In a, present life I had fallen sick

Now there’s a man who is caring for me Young & Beautiful just like the man who I cared about

With every delicate touch, he had me falling in love again

When I started to believe, there was no such thing as love

He said something that trigger my memory

“You always had the smoothest skin and the cutest laugh”

My eyes watered just as my heart skipped a beat

It came back to me now

He came back to me now

As my angel, to guide me to the heavens

Now it all makes sense, he disappeared because he had other duties

But he never really left my side

In a, present life I had fallen sick

 

In a, past life I must have cared for a man who was sick

Sick of being loveless, and tired of being alone

Now my long-lost lover has come back for me…

 
 
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