my lovely town.
if i could take you,
i would.
i would take you down,
down the hill.
i would love you.
,,you will?"
asked you.
touching your red hair
i asked you:
,,is the sun blind?"
and i stayed.
you and me.
i'm not fair,
you are.
you don't love me,
and if you do,
why?
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my lovely town.
if i could take you,
i would.
i would take you down,
down the hill.
i would love you.
,,you will?"
asked you.
touching your red hair
i asked you:
,,is the sun blind?"
and i stayed.
you and me.
i'm not fair,
you are.
you don't love me,
and if you do,
why?