As the minutes turn to hours
and the hours turn to days,
Living in the waste ;
burning up,
Awaiting our bodies to turn up,
What is love?, besides pure luck

,

Three little words;
Tell me you believe it,
Trauma, pain, and hurt;
Tell me that you see it ,

Every time
I stare into those eyes;
I feel the world is mine,
Kiss me once, before you say goodbye ;
As I've waited for this moment my entire life ,

One mortal life
For all of eternity ;
is what incouraged me
before I fell in love that one aural night


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