On your eyes, there should be hope,
which will tie you and me with a strong rope
you will survive throughout my heart and my dreams,
there will be heavy loads of screams,
in which you and I will walk hand in hand,
noone will understand...
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Dear Okan, Wonderfully written, lots of feeling. Just a little wisdom: the secet of secret love is ofen what makes it so nice. Once the secret is revealed, lots of biterness may mess up everything, inclluding the love..