I was a loaded gun
With a lot of excuses
Not a lot of fun
You took every shot
With a perfect smile
A heart filled with colours
Seeping unto mine
A match lighted by a sun
Over time we added some more firewood
We breathed life over thin air
Nothing can match the happiness you wear
Sculptured by angels
The bullets became flowers
Heaven knows how much I admire
They say it’s blind
Yet I know exactly why I fell over and over
When you talk about others
I try hard to notice fireplaces over a star
Sure, they have warmth
But cannot warm a world at all
There will always be just one of you
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