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I asked her why.

Why do you make me cry?

Why do you make me smile?

Every time you speak to me.

Why don’t you leave me be?

To whither away in my misery.

Why don’t you set me free?

Why haven’t you given up on me?

What have I done to you?

To make you fall in love with me.

What do you see in me?

A holo shell in an endless sea.

How can I make you see?

That you’ve got the wrong tree.

And she answered back….

Because you are my life,  

through turmoil and strife.

Because I want to hold your hand

even when it is slipping like sand.

Because there is no doubt,

you’re the one I can’t live without.

Because you are my friend,

to be with you until the end.

Because I love you and always will,

you have my heart till it is still.

Because you are my lover

and I will make you suffer…

if you don’t snap out of this

my face will be the last thing you’ll ever see.


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