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Blindfolded
My eyes were wide open
When I came to you
That I can see the beauty
Of your gentle kind soul
It wasn't blindfolded either
That I can't see your imperfection
That is how much I love you
To trust you to take care of me
To love me unconditionally
With my faults and imperfection
My hands were not tied
When I came to you
That I am willingly submit
To gave you my heart
It wasn't even forced
That is my free will to love you
It is different from the love
That I have known before
That I was blinded by the need
To be accepted and love
In this play of love and pain
We have to come prepared
To accept for the worst
On this, we called love affairs
But I am still not prepared
When I came to you
That I can see the beauty
Of your gentle kind soul
It wasn't blindfolded either
That I can't see your imperfection
That is how much I love you
To trust you to take care of me
To love me unconditionally
With my faults and imperfection
My hands were not tied
When I came to you
That I am willingly submit
To gave you my heart
It wasn't even forced
That is my free will to love you
It is different from the love
That I have known before
That I was blinded by the need
To be accepted and love
In this play of love and pain
We have to come prepared
To accept for the worst
On this, we called love affairs
But I am still not prepared
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