There was only one question she wanted to ask
but she never got the chance
every time she tried something occurred
and they were back to their tiptoeing dance
She wanted to know him,
ask one question that could define.
She wanted an answer for the future
rather than riding uncertainty's fine line
Fate obviously wasn't giving the answer.
it had taken it's stance.
there was only one question she wanted to ask
but she never got the chance.
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