When the words stop slipping
and the pain seeps in
Its the tumbling of love,
The falling of an angel.
The world at silence,
and the halt of the winds
Rainbows losing its colour
Together this step we're taking
We're making this real
Going down in history
We're painting out future
An abstract of love
Depicting the darkness of a brokenheart
but she always said
" The sun comes around, life goes on "
We don't change that
Thats how it goes,
Thats life.
Ces't La Vie.
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