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<i>I would rather stare at the sun Than gaze into your eyes And appraise my reflection — Lord knows what they might reveal To me that I might appear indeed So weak-kneed, still — To not show you what you m
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ake me feel I would prefer to bleed To death by a thousand cuts Than bare my soul to the goddess of love and lost How I ache whenever you are near, Yet I would rather stare at the sun</i>.</p></article></body>
I would rather stare at the sun Than gaze into your eyes And appraise my reflection — Lord knows what they might reveal To me that I might appear indeed So weak-kneed, still — To not show you what you make me feel I would prefer to bleed To death by a thousand cuts Than bare my soul to the goddess of love and lost How I ache whenever you are near, Yet I would rather stare at the sun.
