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Posted by on 2013/02/15 under Uncategorized

I think you’re beautiful when you’re sleeping.
I have faith you watch me in my slumber too.
If I’m all that you’re looking for, tell me, why is there a river streaming down your face? It sometimes makes me wonder all about your love.
After some time,it something I find true.
Love’s not a grave, it won’t decay on you,
So many days, I was afraid of love.
What if nothing is just that, and suffering’s the only thing we’re good at?
Dreaming, Picture that, a whole world in a slumber.
But don’t get too attached to the living, even every single memory’s fleeting.
That’s a fact, being torn asunder.
But, to my surprise, no reason why, one day I woke up and realized…
Give it to me, Love.
I’ll keep you in my focus, with love and affection.”

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