Questioning Our Love
Break up, then make up
our minds are so confused.
Deep down inside determine's it's wrong,
but our hearts examines what's true.
If it's wrong, why the feelings becoming stronger,
instead of fading away?
The wrong should keep us apart, but yet
we become closer each day.
Our minds can get twisted on what's right
and what's wrong.
The beating of our hearts are two seperate
beats that belong.
To question our love is like a long
dragging fight.
I'm out of breath, I give up, if we are
wrong, I don't want to be right.
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