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I hear the oceans part inside your heart,
I should of known right from the start,
When a love like ours was a work of art,
We spent our days and nights apart.

Funny enough you want me to tell you exactly what you want to hear,
But when the truth comes out, it's more clear.
You dread on the past, making an easy first impression,
It was so easy for you to make me your little possession.

Where do we go from here?
All I ever wanted was a simple sincere,
Yet the lines remain unclear.

Tell me what you want to know,
Tell me how much do I owe.
With a love like ours, minutes seems to disappear into hours.

All the colors fade into gray,
The little sparkle in your eyes went away.
All that remains is your existence,
and I'm somewhere in the distance.

I'd give you the world just to hear you say those silly 8 words,
Just acting like two laughing birds.
Tell me exactly is it that you want,
Toying my emotions like a writer's font.

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