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Show me what love can be Open the doors to infinite. Show me what love can do Let's get some action between me and you. Show me what love can say Tell me everything will be okay
A girl emprisoned by her own hair,  The vanity unkenned through the land,  The tower's walls concealed each strand,  and the very maiden fair.    For jealousy, for jealousy, was she far locked away, 
One year ago, how the time goes. I began my year free I say free, the world felt new. For the first time I was ready to pursue only me.
If poverty dwells your wallet
Birth; Bought into a malicious place.
War, meaning to bring more gain,  only to cause much more pain. Seeing the tears. Feeling the pain. Hearing the cries, the cry of war. A child, climbing out of her broken bed,
The Subconscious possesses my fragile fingers, tracing the rusted doorknob. My errant body ambles off, leaving the scent of presence behind. The inviting entrance embraces my hand delicately. Luring me into a House where
We'll be here until the end of time, let's not leave love behind, let's be kind, clean the earth, make it shine, because our world is so fine, everything is beautiful, keep an open mind,
Awake at early morning Tiptoeing down the stairs Past the pictures wrapped in frames And gliding toward cold air
Life comes, life goes, this and more we know. But do we see, why it goes? Friends stay, friends leave, if only by who’s heave? True friends they do never leave. Family is, family was, is there ever a because?
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