i want to know how do i breathe without you if i ever let you go
do you love me because im beautiful or am i beautiful because you love me
the best and the most beautiful things in the world can not be seen or even heard but must be felt with the heart
the heart has reasons that not even reasons understand
its funny the way you can get use to the tears and the pain
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these are some of the mysteries that lie in my head
the title pretty much sums it up...mostly poems ive heard or wrote...
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