My love,
Is the love of a new girl,
My heart,
Is the destiny of a miracle,
My mind,
Is captured in a trace of ecstacy,
My eyes,
Are the ones holding innocence,
My arms,
Are a gap between my many faces,
My tears,
Are shed lighter and drier each mourn,
My smile,
As fake as life,
My stares,
As plain as day,
My breath,
As short as a choke of air,
My danger,
Is myself.
Is the love of a new girl,
My heart,
Is the destiny of a miracle,
My mind,
Is captured in a trace of ecstacy,
My eyes,
Are the ones holding innocence,
My arms,
Are a gap between my many faces,
My tears,
Are shed lighter and drier each mourn,
My smile,
As fake as life,
My stares,
As plain as day,
My breath,
As short as a choke of air,
My danger,
Is myself.
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