The Pain of Love

You are the pain inside of me,
Cruel, endless and deep,
Hurting like the papercuts,
All along my fingertip.

You are the bitter-sweet pain,
That I feel it again,
Like the cut of the grass,
On my face once again.

You are the pain I feel inside,
Those times we spend togheter,
Sweet pain deep down inside,
Wishing for such a pain forever.

I wish to spring myself through a window in the sky,
And catch the sun in our room,for now and for ever…

You are the Pain of Love.


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