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Alone With The Flue
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January 2013 Maybe on Valentines day when love freely flows,
i'll admit my feelings and send you a rose,
locked in a container, from Beast to Beauty,
this whole worlds pains simly go right through me,
i really should warn you, my aura is cold,
ever since i was heartbroken, left alone to grow old,
cause no matter how muvh i want to or try,
she'll be forever a desire by my side,
too much silence helps to grow apart,
too much talking helps to grow my heart,
ten sizes bigger, and 100 paces faster,
quick to again shrink, no more laughter,
no more smiles, no more reason,
for me to hope for much this season,
alone with the flu, and it's added on to heartbreak,
for a girl as unique as a snowflake?
