so PERFECT yet so WRONG! (On Hold)
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◘ He is perfect , yet he's not for you!
◘ You want him, he wants you, but you cant be together
◘ You hold on, you fought for your love, but its not enough for you to stay strong
◘ MANY doesn't agree for you love, even FATE
WILL YOU STILL FIGHT FOR YOUR LOVE?
EVEN IF YOU KNOW THAT HE'S NOT FOR YOU, THAT HE'S NOT YOUR SOULMATE...
THAT YOU CAN'T BE TOGETHER?
THAT EVEN GOD, DOESN'T WANT YOU FOR HIM AND HIM FOR YOU?
AND EVEN IF HEAVEN, EARTH AND HELL STOPS YOU TO BE TOGETHER.
WILL YOU STILL FIGHT FOR "THE PERFECT ONE" EVEN IF ITS "WRONG" ???
WILL YOU?
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