It was dreaming in ecstasy.
Every tear had already been dried.
Some people once sais to me,
maybe, baby doll,
it's time we start over with you.
Maybe then you'll know what it's like to do.
Entrapment isn't the correct.
Neither is loss.
Two lives aren't incase.
A gamble, maybe.
Love is sin tuesday and may.
We are afraid.
Fear.To go forward
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