Crying is Crying, pain is pain.
In you, I know these things.
You see me in your dreams, the
Very thought of us, in love, you said was
So strange. To hear those undying words
From my lips.
I've so often thought of the two of us,
That my heart and soul, collide in perfection.
I feel such yearning in my being.
I only pray, love will come of this.
Or if not, I can only be happy in your
Happiness. You're the one I know, the one I feel.
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