when a sudden touch gave a spark.
Your eyes staring at me, leaving a mark,
it's like saying, "I don't want to die Mr. Stark."
Pity runs to my nerves rapidly,
got the guitar like hugging thee.
Played a song you always requesting me
to sing caused my voice feels like a fantasy.
You moved towards me and sang along,
we felt the world where be belong.
The hard feelings was overed by the song
but sadly we haven't took the ride for long.
The jam stopped, thought it'll be fine,
but I hear the coldness from a sigh.
A short moment, still I can't define—
a place like heaven that we chose to fly.
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