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I want to ask you something if you dont object Its a simple question without any threat Do you remember when you first fell in love When your heart broke free to the sky above Would you not consider this, the best feeling in the world? There used to be a time, where my mind was clear A time full of joy and without any fear Full of confidence and happiness where my room at home was the only mess The best feeling of all? Love you would say A wonderful feeling, for which everyone would pray It can make you happy but also sad And it slows your mind and drives you mad As good as it gets it can still be a curse hitting you with no remorse For as much beauty and joy it spends There is something on that it mostly depends If it hurts you and hits you and makes you feel weak or if lifts you up and frees you of grief And this little thing on which the outcome thrives Is most importantly your attitude towards life
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Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
Be happy and good will follow
I want to ask you something if you dont object Its a simple question without any threat Do you remember when you first fell in love When your heart broke free to the sky above Would you not consider this, the best feeling in the world? There used to be a time, where my mind was clear A time full of joy and without any fear Full of confidence and happiness where my room at home was the only mess The best feeling of all? Love you would say A wonderful feeling, for which everyone would pray It can make you happy but also sad And it slows your mind and drives you mad As good as it gets it can still be a curse hitting you with no remorse For as much beauty and joy it spends There is something on that it mostly depends If it hurts you and hits you and makes you feel weak or if lifts you up and frees you of grief And this little thing on which the outcome thrives Is most importantly your attitude towards life
DrSabberlappen
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21/M/Germany
Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
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