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Its hard to see the pain in your eyes, Cuts so deep made by beautiful lies. Now before you I stand, Same knife different hand. At least that is all you can see, I know that you don't blame me. But when a man can use a rose for a knife, Its difficult to trust anything in life. You have fallen I know, But with trust love will grow. I wish to show you how to fly, To prove not all beauty is a lie. I'll wait patiently for you, Because I love you its true.
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