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Jun 2014
I'm here in between of fear and despair.
Trying to look back in hope to prosper.
But things keep chasing like wind in cold air,
Baby, i don't want to be unfair.

I'm trying to go beyond what eyes cannot see,
And reaching the farthest line in my fastest way.
I'm catching my breath, i'm losing my pace.
Baby, tell me, how strong can I get?

My heart is beating, telling me to keep going.
My knees are getting frail but i won't kneel in pain.
I have to raise my head up and look at what's coming.
Baby, tell me you'll be waiting no matter how long i'll get there.

Those eyes, when you look at me,
Are the prettiest things you could ever lend me.
They pierce down my soul, touch my deepest emotion,
They just simply take my breath away.

Those lips when you speak my name,
Are the loveliest things, no one could imagine.
The way they curve, the way they move,
I just simply can't take my eyes off.

That skin that embrace your soul,
It looks fragile, it's adorable.
Oh the luminosity, it's dazzling me.
Baby, i just cannot go astray.

I want to be a painter to put these things in detail.
But i am nothing, just trying to scramble some words here.
I cannot blame you, it's just it keeps going.
So now baby, tell me, how can i stop myself from chasing that dream?
Aicon Pretal
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