Chosen by Nature
It might bee too much
It might be the weight of the world
Rememberd by pictures and such
Spinning out of controll, lost in a swirl
Lost in translation between your heart and brain
Enjoyed by many, loved by a few
A life of laughter and smiles, was never lived in vane
Way back when, in times of love, were you ruled
Do you remember what you promised never to forget
I know that I will always remember your voice
You might be, but I'm not ready just yet
Standing over your bed, eyes full of tears- I was given no choise
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