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I think about you all the time

Since the day we kissed

Thought about feelings of mine

But still all the time I knew what I missed

I really enjoyed it

But I wanna know how you feel

I hope you admit

My love to you which is real

The sun is shining but I keep it dark

The environment of my head

The love is haunted by a mad-man hawk

Just one of many pictures, I regret

Standing in front of a cliff

Jump or return, succes or miss

Save landing or falling in the riff