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Feb 2014
As low as this world might drag me
and the hardship attack me

I believe

I believe

In the ones who's voices ache my heart

in the light that they spark

Oh I believe

Even if you strip me of all peace
As I sniff the gun powder
and I bleed

oh I believe

in our hearts
in our souls
there's a garden that keep on growing
even when ruined
it keep regenerating
through the weeds
it keeps growing
Sun flowers and greens

Oh I believe

in the people
and in you god

oh I believe

in the spark that lights from the roughness of the rocks hitting each other

in the sting that you feel when you care about another

We were made to care

We are made to believe

And

I do

I do

I believe ..
lina S
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lina S
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