Your Paradise
Your Paradise is not for me,
will I get in?
Say am I clean
to show my feeling in short term,
am I in love?
Oh, yes, I am.
I love you so and I'm afraid
it is too late, it is too late
to say, it's dream or it is not.
Emotions, passion - they are brought
with morbid reason; and my soul
is crying following your call
like butterfly that flies to light
I'm like a soldier waiting fight
I welcome you I missed advice
I enter in your Paradise.
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