

To young to be historyToo young To be history, The story of our lives,To young to be history
Yet to be inked
Waiting for the right time To lift the pen and write For I believe And want to think
Your fate is intertwined Spiraling close to mine As we meet and part again Hoping still
To see your bright blue eyes To lose myself in
Not knowing anything
But knowing everything
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
youse impossibles.
haha
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