You are the pain inside of me,
Cruel, endless and deep,
Hurting like the paper cuts,
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 together,
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.
Gabriel Gaina, 2006
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