In the eyes of people,

We look superficial,

Even Fake.

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But,

Superficial we might look,

Our love is true.

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It's as true,

As the fluffy clouds in the beautiful blue skies,

As the dreamy tears the skies shed every few days

As the roars the dark skies make

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But,

Superficail as that sounded,

Our love is lovely.

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It's as lovely,

As the first cries of a new born baby,

As the peaceful waves a sea makes,

As the lush green mountians on a peaceful land.

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Our love is superficial,

Even Fake.

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But it's true,

It's lovely.