Some say the world would end in fire.
Some say in ice.
But its an never ending liar,
That costs our soul twice.
Some say , that love is just a lie.
Some say, its a magic feel.
But its from eye to eye,
to choose if love is real.
Some say every day is a new start.
Some say its an starless end.
Sometimes it ends with an broken heart,
But it also makes us stand.
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