The Reason, by PenToPaper
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I don't know where to start.
And I have no clue where to end.
The way I feel towards you can't be described.
Can't be seen.
Can't be timed.
I could try to write in words exactly what I mean.
But there are no words to describe exactly how I feel.
The reason I wake up.
The reason I try.
The reason I never give up.
There's a part.
Maybe a start.
But nowhere close to the end.
But like I said;
I don't know where to start,
And I have no clue where to end. |
Posted: 2011-03-19 22:27:48 UTC |
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