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To forgive i'd have to try sort out the mess,
The mess that completes the word forgive-ness,
Unless,
I dispose of the ness,
Coupled with the mess,
And make all this less,
This is today,
That was yesterday,
I know you can find,
I know you mind,
Here I come to you,
Feeling all but blue,
I long for the happy-ness
And ooh I miss,
The kiss,
The bliss,
The adventures.
But the bliss,
Always seem to seize,
Cause you always met a Becky or was her name Liz,
So if we're doing this,
Please do me right,
Cause in the dark,
I shall always be your light.
My mind is clouded,
Wonder when it'll rain,
Then atleast I can claim,
I was burnt by the flame,
Of our love,
That was as pure as a dove,
I will do you more than right,
There shall be no fight,
Or plight,
Only a kite,
That flies in the wind of our love,
Never coming down,
Never a frown,
Love!
Love so great you could see it if disguised,
Like a beauty hidden under a cap,
Well I hope its as beautiful as the sunrise,
So that I may arise
To the occasion,
And may everyday with you feel like a vacation.
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