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There's no way for me to describe to you.

The way I truely feel about you.

You'd have to see me to believe it.

My gothic highlights when I'm dancing like a child.

The smile that shows when you say my name.

Sometimes I hear what you would say and I laugh.

For you are laughing with me then.

And that cold rage I felt the time you were hurt by them.

You felt the power of my will that day.

I listen when you're talking, to hear everything you say.

You make little things special.

Please, my love, just stay.