Forever my muse,
Even on a day where cheers seem to be low.
Because,
My finger tips can’t help but sway in the name of love.
And when love comes to mind,
I can only think of your eyes,
And how much I’ve hurt them with the sight of my downfall…
I just wish the sight of my uprising this time around will bring you back into my arms,
As if bad times never had happened…
In a world where most lack faith,
The more you stray away,
The stronger it becomes no matter what pain dealt by destiny…
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