And please, hear me without making a sound..
Silently smile to my childish hysteria..
I might be not perfect for all your criterion,
But dear me if I can accept ever letting you down!
You might be not paitent, too soft or too rude,
You might be too loud or silent for long,
But even in anger I'll sing our song,
Despite on my pain I'll better your mood.
Not judging will make me don't say any lie.
Don't turn your back with knowing my secrets.
And if after all that your look will stay deepest,
I won't be resisting to love till I die..
Despite on my pain
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