Mr. Unknown

Mr. Unknown

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A shadow in the background starts to move A shy image of perfection Eyes that expects be well welcome And the eternal rejection of affection. I knew a side that did not know about you A light that began to grow One of the best things that happened to me It was find Mr. unknown I like when you smile so why you stop? Why life sometime has to be so rough? I like your way of thinking and that you know me well. But I hate that interruptions of your past life makes you ignore me once again. I knew a side that did not know about you A light that began to grow One of the best things that happened to me It was find Mr. unknown I do not ask you to stay not ask you to leave. Your life is a memory that will never have an end. Just ask you to remember that you were once free. No return to your protective shell at least when you're with me..because I knew a side that did not know about you A light that began to grow One of the best things that happened to me It was find Mr. unknown
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They say love is meant to set you free. it is a fairy tale a dream But what if it traps you instead? he wasn't supposed to be in my life. He wasn't supposed to know my fears, my pain... or the danger I walked into. But he did. Now, those who tried to hurt me are the ones begging for mercy. And Him? He just smiles and says, "You're mine, now. No one can hurt you-just tell me, and I'll take care of it." I should run. I should be scared. But instead, I feel safe in the arms of the boy who is a pshyco, who killed people for me, who shouldn't have found me. This isn't love. This is obsession. And yet... I don't want to escape Love isn't supposed to be this intense, this dangerous. But with him, I feel safe. And trapped. So tell me... is this love? Or a beautiful curse?.

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