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When the future has come To sweep me off of my feet, I barely hold onto reality Without your smile. Though you may not notice How much your smile means to me, I'll still do whatever I can To see it again. Even when the past comes To break us down once more, We will always have each other's hand, And have each other's memory. So please, even when the monotone of the world Comes to take us away from our own dream, Black and white and grey will turn to colour... When you smile.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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