
How hard is to achieve a dream off all times?
How hard is to materialise a desire?
How hard is to find a way to escape from a trap?
How hard is to run away from sorrow?
Go ahead ,say it:im leaving ,im taking you from everything,soon its all over again,
Go ahead,say it: im doing what i have to do to keep you forever as my only goal in life.
Go ahead say it: im torn to do what i have to reaching you where nobody cant…
Im crazy and insane but the meaning of my life is to face you sooner or later,touch your sweet and cold face,touch your dark hair as the waves of the ocean and rest in peace in your cozy lap…
I know that near your presence i can die flooding in tears of happiness…
I know that when you see me you will be at my side as the key of my world…
Its so unfair,be left alone, be left alone as a leaf sending away to the winter of dispair…
Its so unfair to be left aside as a page tired of all times,to be forgotten…
Yet ,i know that my story didnt end,my diary isnt complete and one of theses days,
The dream will come truth and you will be under my wing and love kept as the greatest treasure of all eternity…
How hard will be to you to let me go in that endless day,but you will be led by me and not by your pride ...
How hard is to materialise a desire?
How hard is to find a way to escape from a trap?
How hard is to run away from sorrow?
Go ahead ,say it:im leaving ,im taking you from everything,soon its all over again,
Go ahead,say it: im doing what i have to do to keep you forever as my only goal in life.
Go ahead say it: im torn to do what i have to reaching you where nobody cant…
Im crazy and insane but the meaning of my life is to face you sooner or later,touch your sweet and cold face,touch your dark hair as the waves of the ocean and rest in peace in your cozy lap…
I know that near your presence i can die flooding in tears of happiness…
I know that when you see me you will be at my side as the key of my world…
Its so unfair,be left alone, be left alone as a leaf sending away to the winter of dispair…
Its so unfair to be left aside as a page tired of all times,to be forgotten…
Yet ,i know that my story didnt end,my diary isnt complete and one of theses days,
The dream will come truth and you will be under my wing and love kept as the greatest treasure of all eternity…
How hard will be to you to let me go in that endless day,but you will be led by me and not by your pride ...

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