Fox Fang

I believe in the art of life,
the different colours that apply to the outside and the inside,
the colours of one, when their mood changes,
the stories built in dancing,
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Imagine a world...
Without taste when all the sweetest things are infront of you.
Without sight when the most beautiful thing is waiting for you.
Without hearing when your loves voice is your music, and it's there for you to listen to.
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I've been there when you were crying, I've been there when you broke your ankles, I've been there for a year with you. Now that I'm not there...And you have more people that are able to Support you...

I guess you don't need me anymore...
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My heart will always be open for You.

You have The Key.
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My River Flows In You; oh so slowly
An over flowing of love, through my body as I come in contact with you,
Water dropplets runs down my face,
Trying to Kiss the Rain, pretending you're the smooth water dropplet.
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I swear I got lost, while stareing into your beautiful eyes
do you know you can hypnotize every guy?
I don't ever want to say good-bye
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What am I without you?
a incomplete puzzle?
a unfinished painting?
a angel without a halo?
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I never knew the way to her house would be so far, and hard.
Maybe it's because I don't have her love to guide me through anymore.

When I finally got there,
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I'm at Woodhall, I dont want to leave Woodhall, I can't leave Woodhall, Because that's where my love lives.

I'm on the other side of the road, I started to make my way to my loves' house, last thing I saw, was a car coming straight at me.
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2010 is a new beginning, but does a new beginning mean ending and forgetting all that has happened in the past? Letting it all out of your heart and starting a new story?

What if everything is not what we wished for? and our story doesn't have a happy ending like a fairytale?
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I wouldn't die if I lose you,
I wouldn't cry if I lose you,
I wouldn't shatter if I lose you,
But for sure...
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It takes 3 mintues to think of a poem, I then spend the rest of my life editing, perfecting and deepening my poem.
Maybe it'll be a waste or maybe it'll be that something to give people that feeling.

Maybe happiness, Maybe misery, I dont know.
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