they say that the eyes are the doorway to the soul. and when i look into yours i can see everything.
i see all your pain and frustration that you try to hide with a smile
but i'm just like you. in pain and barely hanging on.
and i don't like to see you this way. you're much too beautiful to be this way. who could ever not love you?
because darling, i love you. and i will always love you.
so wipe your tears from your beautiful eyes, because i want to help you
after all...
aren't we just a bunch of suicidal people telling other suicidal people not to kill themselves?
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Thinking Out Loud
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