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Who cast this magic
that doesn't let me get wet
even when it rains
Who cast this magic
That doesn't **** me
Even after I have died
Who will be able to tell why
I am not moving
Even though I am walking
Who will be able to tell why
I am not living
Even though I am alive
Is it a lightning or is it a breeze
Is it the sun or the moon
Or is it the flowers and the birds
I am being tormented
without understanding
What's happening to me
Is it a beautiful color of LOVE or
A cruelty of fate
That is playing in my life
Sometimes it is a thing of kindness
Sometimes it is a thing of cruelty
Sometimes it is a thing of tears
Sometimes it is a thing of joy
My eyes refuse to close and
want to announce the entire world,
The silence feels like a lullaby
During day LOVE is caring like a mother
During night it harasses like a monster
During day LOVE is seeking you like a DOTING father
During night it caresses me like peacock feather
This situation of losing my way
with out losing never stops
This situation of losing my mind
Without going mad never ends
LOVE follows you with out ever
letting you go,
but you won't be able to see it
This thing that kills
without killing must be TRUE LOVE
It is a ANGEL that lives within me
without giving any warning
I feel something drilling
inside me that must surely be PURE LOVE
Now I see my soul being shattered
That must be ETERNAL LOVE
Who cast this magic
that doesn't let me get wet
even when it rains
Who cast this magic
That doesn't **** me
Even after I have died
It must be TRUE LOVE
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 11:50 PM UTC
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Who cast this magic
that doesn't let me get wet
even when it rains
Who cast this magic
That doesn't **** me
Even after I have died
Who will be able to tell why
I am not moving
Even though I am walking
Who will be able to tell why
I am not living
Even though I am alive
Is it a lightning or is it a breeze
Is it the sun or the moon
Or is it the flowers and the birds
I am being tormented
without understanding
What's happening to me
Is it a beautiful color of LOVE or
A cruelty of fate
That is playing in my life
Sometimes it is a thing of kindness
Sometimes it is a thing of cruelty
Sometimes it is a thing of tears
Sometimes it is a thing of joy
My eyes refuse to close and
want to announce the entire world,
The silence feels like a lullaby
During day LOVE is caring like a mother
During night it harasses like a monster
During day LOVE is seeking you like a DOTING father
During night it caresses me like peacock feather
This situation of losing my way
with out losing never stops
This situation of losing my mind
Without going mad never ends
LOVE follows you with out ever
letting you go,
but you won't be able to see it
This thing that kills
without killing must be TRUE LOVE
It is a ANGEL that lives within me
without giving any warning
I feel something drilling
inside me that must surely be PURE LOVE
Now I see my soul being shattered
That must be ETERNAL LOVE
Who cast this magic
that doesn't let me get wet
even when it rains
Who cast this magic
That doesn't **** me
Even after I have died
It must be TRUE LOVE
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