Maybe it’s time to let you go,
To learn to breathe without you.
Maybe it’s time for love to show,
It’s time for our dreams come true.
Maybe it’s time to forget this war,
To learn to live without fight.
Maybe it’s time for different shores,
It’s time to kill our soul’s light.
Maybe it’s time for me to see,
To hate to hear your voice on phone.
Maybe it’s time for death to seek,
It’s time to break all of my bones.
Maybe it’s time for you to hide,
To be inside my head forever.
Maybe it’s time to become so bright,
To be a star on gloomy heaven.
Please forgive me all my words,
It’s time to be very sincere.
You are the best man in the world -
But I don’t want to be a suveniar
Maybe
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