Lone Play

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It's been
Hundreds of days
Of us now
It's like
Everything's been told
Or at least it seems so
Yet you still
Don't know
Even the weakest flower
From the fields of my love
You never saw those
Millions of colors
We could dive in
And get drunk
Just from the smells
The shines
The little touches
Could be shared
You never picked up
Any of those diamonds
I dropped little by little
Only for you
Not to make it harder
But to make it sweet
I'm a hard case I know
Every true love should be
But maybe we are worth
To have a fight together
I promise
I will never leave
The stage
Without you

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