in the worst cries when people dies
you come along and gave me good times
when i could either speak , talk or write
its like you help me from fall over
yeah i like the way you always come over
how we never seem to get a clousure
i'am fine with that , thats like perfect
because in these times when fall like dominos
you are the only steady thing i believe in
and maybe its all belief but we all need a daydream
and i guess you became my latest target that i turn into a poem
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