The Greatest Curse

February 9, 2008
My window wide open
My heart can be broken
The cold wind in my face
I look into space

Then my heart skips a beat
It's an illness you can't treat
I close my eyes
Imagine you in the skys

I see your face in the stars
My love for you,
Bigger then mars
I just don't know what to do

I search for a familiar face
Something warm to embrace
Because my heart hurts,
It must be a curse

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