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Journalism

This is for my journalism page since the bullshit of page can't take more than 514 characters.

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Do you think of me?

Without you, I'm just a small piece
Of this puzzle below my feet
I won't ever leave you, my dear
You've always been the best part of me
We don't know where we've been going
In a world that is so lonely
I just need for you to hold me
It's cold out there and the wolves are moaning

One day you will get to know me
We can take it nice and slowly
I know that you'll be the one to show me
Life is more than suffering only
It used to be where I was joking
Now it feels as if I'm choking
Maybe there's still hope in hoping
Blow me one last kiss 'fore I sing

I never leave wanna leave
From your side, baby, please
No goodbyes, on my knees
'Fore we die
I get so goddamn weak
Teary eyed, you're not here
Rather'd die, I can't speak
Candle light


Do you think about me all the time?
When you're lost and icy, am I on your mind?
You put the color up to my black and white
You the fuel to my fire
Can you hear my voice on the outside?
Am I with you on such lonely nights?
You take the wrong away from all the right
You bring me back to life

All I've got is all you gave me
Love that keeps us motivated
In this world contaminated
It's the only real thing that can save me
You're the one and only lady
That makes this place more amazing
When things get too complicated
We can always go back to what we created

Life isn't what you always make it
It can be so frustrating
When everything is failing
You're the only light that set my night in
When I just can't escape it
This hate that's in me daily
This picture that's been painted
You keep me from suffocating

I never leave wanna leave
From your side, baby, please
No goodbyes, on my knees
'Fore we die
I get so goddamn weak
Teary eyed, you're not here
Rather'd die, I can't speak
Candle light


There's some fairytale in that song
It brought us together, gave us a new start
I was lost, falling apart
You gave me a spot somewhere in your heart
I'm not the kind of shooting star
You came from afar with open arms
It was so dark, as cold as November
Almost over, I told ya
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