If forever be the time it will take
Your sweet stubbornness to shake
If the ink in the blue is meaningless
Shouting out loud still speechless
If it is the scroll in blood that may prove
So be it if then you see the truth
My words may sound mixed, unclear
You may even lie to make me cheer
Truth is each time I think about us
It pulls me inside deeper and deeper
And I stand helpless but enjoy the pain
A sweet desire with a hope in vain.
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