If it's a song I will sing
If it's a crown I will crown u
Perhaps let the validity of this reality remain to be truth
Let me assemble all the ink in my drawer
Let it drip drop by drop
For I want it to build hope
I won't stop scribbling for you
For you make me another being
I feel then I should sing
But then I can't
I feel I should hold you
But you are far
I feel I would bite you neck
But for heavens sake
You ain't here
I fear
That the more you are further
The more I miss you
And the more I miss you
The more I want you bad
Should I go find a genie
For I will make one wish
Always to be with you
Or maybe become a prince for you are a princes
But then am not Aladin?
What then do I do?
The only thing that remains is me to stare at these photos of you that you don't know I have and imagine you were here.
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