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His hands were the warmth of me
His eyes glistened like the titanic sea
But of course no pretty things can stay
Loves the iceberg and I go down with thee
Love is madness but he could disagree
If thee the ocean who's the sea?
Till the tide meets the land and drifts back to glee

If only pretty things could last
Imagine how great the world would be revolving fast
As hearts break he clamps-
The pieces together with a mighty cast
And with a dash he was off in a blast
But thy love is only safe at long last
If love could surpass beauty we would outlast

Why can't love stay the same?
Am I the one to blame?
As It seems the anger has now created a sacred flame
I never once looked upon thy vain
The stitched up wounded is now in pain

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