Life had enabled her love to never be told
That is why she wrote every night feeling so cold
Still she believed in true love even though she was old
I dream one day to find true love like hers, beautiful and rare
A person that will make me stop and stare
A love that will make me want to care
I want to believe that true love never breaks or ends
Because real love will not be lend
And it will never twist or bend
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