We all have that face
Which when we see
Mends every broken things within

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Your love,
Will get unnoticed
If it is in abundance

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With time
You don't get headed
You, get used to it

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At the end
We all are
Love seekers

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She - do you believe in magic?
He - yes
She - where do you see it?
He - in your eyes

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"Would you die for me?"
That's the question she asked me
And the inside me wishpered
So, at last loving her was a curse?
Or this whole 'love' thing a farce?
I was not sure,
But surely her love was impure
& I already died that moment
For me, with her, it was the end
But today I am living
Today I am loving, myself
But I still fear someone else again might ask me
With the same subtleness
"Would you die for me?"

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All I know is that
I can dive deep into your eyes
And be lost forever

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We don't just love someone
We also experience them

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