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It might take, a thousand years. To love you, to be in you're arms. I might seem, visibly clear. But my heart, I want to share. With a singal beat, you turn me to leaves. And I'm flying, picked up by the breeze. As I'm floating, in through the clouds. I see the suns reflection, mirror of you're eyes. I was blind, but now I see. Something so beautiful, I have to keep. No more time has shed, we can be together. 2 open hearts, closed into 1. Now is forever, and the past is the past. Your all I need, and I know everything will last. Time could be fictional, but you're real to me. At last we're together, and forever will be.
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 9:45 AM UTC
Some Kind of Love
It might take, a thousand years. To love you, to be in you're arms. I might seem, visibly clear. But my heart, I want to share. With a singal beat, you turn me to leaves. And I'm flying, picked up by the breeze. As I'm floating, in through the clouds. I see the suns reflection, mirror of you're eyes. I was blind, but now I see. Something so beautiful, I have to keep. No more time has shed, we can be together. 2 open hearts, closed into 1. Now is forever, and the past is the past. Your all I need, and I know everything will last. Time could be fictional, but you're real to me. At last we're together, and forever will be.
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 9:45 AM UTC
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