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From the day I’ve met you
I’ve said you are the one. The days passed through And look what we become. Two strangers in the night You forgot the love That you promised, alright, And I was dreaming of. The “thing” consumed itself Before it ever started Or I am not myself Or you are departed! What is going wrong? I said or did something? Am I not so strong? Or am I a “nothing”? Am I “nobody” in your life Just a simple figure Or are you the kind of man That wants from women anger? I can’t find the answers To my questions here But I know one thing I want you close, so near! Everything I need Is in your arms, right there, So I have to believe Or maybe to swear That I'll love you always As I do today So please my dear love Don’t go away!
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