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A last chance of survival
An end to all pain and suffer
The closing of one door
And the opening of another
Is it the way to look at this?
Or maybe, just maybe
It got another thing to tell
The ending of my life
Isn’t the end for everyone else’s
Don’t close all the doors
Not the doors to your heart
Someday you will need the key
So don’t throw it away
And don’t leave somebody outside
Waiting for you to open
If you are not in it for real
Please, just walk away
At least then I will know
That you didn’t feel the same
When love comes along
You will know
You will feel it everywhere
You can’t create love
But you can create something else;
“In love with the feeling of love”
And someday you will be that person
Or meet that person
Who is desperately in love
But just in the feeling of being in love
Meeting that person will make you realise;
It isn’t the end for love
Because you can love something,
Someone,
In so many ways
But sometimes you must let go
Because a certain type of love
Isn’t the end of the real deal
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