If I climb stairways to heaven, will I miss out the stars?
If I just lay right here, do anyone cares?
If I give you some skin, will you see my scars?
Is this really my cage, when I can see no bars?
Should I take the first step, or should I sit and wait?
Should I turn towards, or quicken up my gait?
Should I question why, or accept it as my fate?
Is this the right time, or is it far too late?
If you’re not too long, I will wait here for all my life;
If you trust me strong, I will be with you even afterlife-
If not headlong, I want you to be my wife;
Is this only love, you are elixir of my life.
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