I'm in search of a person,
I won't ask her to be good to me
Though I would like her to be talking
For words is all I have, to share
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i remember a friend of mine
who used to be close to my eyes
always in a turmoil of rage and courage
in between the line of love and hate
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What else is there in life
just a bit of food and sleep,
just a bit of love and dreams,
just a bit of death and scene,
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You must have seen a few roses bloom
With beauty insane, ending up in tomb
I aren't that thorn, mind you again,
Lying across the soil under cloudy rain
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What is there to love, except,
some words of wit, cadence of praise
in bountiful lores of delicious taste,
a beguiling line of face called smile
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When the darkness falls on your brow,
and you don't see nor you know,
just remember me, my love
for I loved you more than I ever could show.
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In innocence lies love
unheld by words
drowned in emotions,
of lonely existence
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Blood has spilled, rain bade bye
Sun still kissing the wounds alive
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I won't tell u why, the reason of my smile
I won't let u cry, for the jokes I had in my life
Time is precious, I know my lot,
It won't change any good or at all
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