Once as a child I thought to myself ‘'no one loves me ‘' I cry by myself
Day in and day out sun up to sun down ‘'I think to myself why do I live ‘'surprised at why I still exist
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Floating through the wind like pollen feel the rush like eternal falling
Feel the cool breeze across my face like I'm skiing in deep space
Thinking thoughts of a happy place as if I will always see your face
Burning like a supernova our bodies pushed upon each other
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love is like the winter's wind feels so gentle on your skin ''but winter wind can aslo be a little rough and hard to see.
try as much as you like but their will always be a light ''cause in my arms your warmth will be like your final fantasy.
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