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Another misspelled rhyme,
written in the book of time.
In one page I've spent all my life.
Ink ain't even dry. I've been living in a lie?
How could I trust in someone of your kind?
You´ll recive today, a little letter in the mail
Will you read it here, or wait for a better day.
And when years go by,
the unopened letter meets your eye.
older and wiser, but still afraid.
What if you read it and it is - full of love.
How can you face it if you are wrong?
Do you feel? Do you care about me?
Did you wait and love me all this time?
I am here, would you come and find me?
Does my writing guide you through this all?!
written in the book of time.
In one page I've spent all my life.
Ink ain't even dry. I've been living in a lie?
How could I trust in someone of your kind?
You´ll recive today, a little letter in the mail
Will you read it here, or wait for a better day.
And when years go by,
the unopened letter meets your eye.
older and wiser, but still afraid.
What if you read it and it is - full of love.
How can you face it if you are wrong?
Do you feel? Do you care about me?
Did you wait and love me all this time?
I am here, would you come and find me?
Does my writing guide you through this all?!
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