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Wednesday, 23 February 2011

Birth of a new life and death of the old life

In the room where we spent our first night together
You told me that you loved me
That was the first time I heard those words
I was so happy that night
I was also scared of falling for you,
That night I decided to love you and face my fears
to let you in
Now in that room there is a new life
ready to blossom and grow
Now I know that room where I love started was meant for something bigger
What a special room all pretty and yellow
When I see that room again
It will remind that new life starts and old lives die
There is love once again in that room and it is nice to know that

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