dance in the rain humming in sorrow
clung onto the hope she though it was true
yet she fell everytime she almost grab it
the night seems to laugh at her
the idea of our bodies were fashioned by stone
persist by any harm and danger that came like storms and tide
yet we're just a layer of skins cover the bones
and we bleed
and we smile
what's the point of love when there is no hope?
what's the point of hope when there is nothing to give in?
so darling cover your body as the night come in
as the world never be the same
as we bleed
as we smile
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