Not everything was lost for this young soul
Who could blame the sinner for falling into a crawling nothingness?
In the end, everybody was to be loved by some special person,
Doesn't matter what others might say about them.
We only want to feel some kind of real emotion at least once.
A warm hug to save us from drowning in an endless void.
No more bitter tears to be shed at night. I promise.
Who could blame him for wanting to become his true self?
A new sky was opening up for him, so, he smiled.
The bleeding wounds will close real soon, I promise.
Just dream a little dream of my, my darling.
Just see yourself just the way you are, my beloved.
Believe me, I just wanna hold you in my open arms.
I dream of finding a place to grow old next to you.
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