The Portrait
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You know I'm standing here today.
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You know that I can't get away.
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I'm staring at you,
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Staring like a little child.
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If you only knew what he loved most,
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You would have seen his tears.
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You had no choice,
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Just responded to your fears.
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Now you're gone and time passed by.
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But there's still something on my mind.
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Can you tell me, I just want to know...
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Will they be together,
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Or are they lost forever,
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Will they be together now?
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Are they here to stay,
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Or will they fade away?
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The painting still remains the same.
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I see the colors in your eyes,
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I see the colors in your smile.
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And I wonder,
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Where does your heart lie?
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He stroke away your life,
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And there for lost his wife.
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But will he ever loose your love, again.
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The feeling still remains the same.
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The Portrait
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| Whispering Gallery |
