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To love.
To love, is a dangerous bullet.
It'll only speed up and never fall down.
A never ending arrow, until you stand in the way
It'll hit you like a gun-shot and you'll never feel the same...
To love, is like a song on a record..
Now you can sing, to every word and hit every rhythm..
A scratch on its back side will stop you in your moment..
Its something you didn't see, you just couldn't...
I feel a sword in my thought, but I'm no sword swallower..
If gulped any farther,
it'll split me in two, and now the bullets hit me
And the record is broken...
Alone now I've fallen, and the bullet is what I'll remember
To run with the bullet, to love I'll never surrender.
