O U R S T O R Y

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  O U R S T O R Y 

Never have I ever dreamed to be someone else's girl, but yours.

Since you came, you painted my life with different colors.

Around the world you have fans of millions,

I am one of them, one who's under your captivation.

I lived in a world full of illusion,

Tho I knew the fact that I'll never be yours.

You captured me with so much fascination,

And there I knew, I'm in a great enamor.

Gathering days too few,

Baubles of stolen moments with you.

Trinkets of hopeless love,

Trunks of feeling covered with clouds.

We are worlds sundered by destiny,

And fate's never been sorry.

But boundless to the fact that I am just your fan in the story,

My man, I may not be the heroin but let me be your subsidiary.

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