Real love is hard work. You have to decide if you want it in your story—or… if you’d rather just stay in the dream.
...To know you means a lot of things: lot of love, lot of dreams.
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To explain you means my heart in show.
I could be happy if I take control, but I’m out of control trying to make believe I’m happy..
What am I but my mind?
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