Thing about love,
noone understands
why
why does one love,
A stranger even,
when
they
feel scared,
but scared of,
what? I suppose
It's just fate
Telling us were screwed
but even so we hold
onto the
one
thing we can to go
through the day
but what
for
those who do not believe
fate
My heart is out there
and noone seems to see
when i care
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