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Don't you realize or know...?
That the place I will go...
You can't come or follow...
Sorry, darling, but no...
No matter where we stay...
They will try to take me away...
So now...
I will listen to what they say...
Even if it makes me grey...
The seasons will come and flow...
The plants, bloom and grow...
As they do, I will stay low...
And far away, I will know...
You and I were meant to be...
It is as clear as day to me...
They can say what they want to say...
In the end, I will stay...
For I love you, truly I do...
And I will always come back to you...
There is no other explanation...
Our love is the only reason...
Not all will understand...
But as long as you hold my hand...
We'll stand strong and hold tightly on...
Nothing can go wrong...
Do you know how I feel...?
It's here, close, and so real...
See the stars, way up so high?
If you were so far, I'd cry...
Don't leave me here alone...
I don't want to turn to stone...
You warm me up and help me recover...
You are dear to me, my lover...
This feeling isn't as strong...
As yours but it's not wrong...
With time, it shall grow...
I can feel it, you know?
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Thoughts that rhyme
PoetrySometimes it's a story, sometimes it's just a thought or maybe a hidden message. But one thing they all have in common is that they rhyme. (Or supposed to)
