comfort in the morning sky
love is on the rise
entangled two souls must be
a mad world to set them free
glowing eyes in the dark night
something worthy to put up a fight
lust is just a child game
one the fool and one to blame
gently til the bitter end
hearts can break not bend
we can’t fight who we are
the journey has come to far
The bitter ironic truth
this war is ours to lose
its just what your made of
hopeless confused love
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