Wednesday 14 August 2013

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If you can love me 

I will have to go
pupate of fear
i have never met someone like you
cannot tell anyone how i feel
i don't think they will understand
but when the time will come
kiss me slowly
till my wings will grow
so i can leave the ground
and get once high
mabye the magic is out there
your are an eagle made of paper
but who said you can't fly with me ?

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