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If beauty were water, you'd be an ocean

the waves would rush softly to set me free

If I were hurt, youd be a potion

taking me away from the endless sea

every drop seems to feeds on my feelings

yet the horizon, looks like a fantasy

my heart, still beating and healing

from the pain the kind world has brought to me

but you were different; gathering and sharing

all the joy that you could bring

You made me happy, and feel like someone was caring

I burst open my windows to hear the birds sing.

But nothing lasts forever

Your life was cruelly severed

and so you died, precious and unknown

and so you left me all alone.