Tears of Joy
As i write i cry because i think of you... My tears is like a race because they run down my face... You make my heart full without you it's empty space..
Keep me here, ill be right here for you... you plus me equal two.. For you ill do whatever... when your sick ill make you better..
Is love like a slave key... If i open the door will it set me free... I will cherish you if you cherish me... in the future instead of you and me it will b three...
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