some people think: i'm a bad person... i don't deserve to be loved
some others will say: what wrong have i done... why can't i be loved
When I try to close my eyes I wake up from my sleep To think about all the things that in my mind I keep I look at my hands 'till I find an answer anywhere And I won't forget that You are there...
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