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Even if I was a superhero,
Even if I had super strength,
You still make me weak with just one word,
One touch, just one look at your face,
Even if I was superhuman,
Even if I could fly across the sky,
Even if I had the power to turn night into day,
Make mountains from sand,
 
And lift buildings with just my bare hands..
Still wouldn’t have the strength to ever leave you,
Still wouldn’t have the will to ever want to,
Still wouldn’t have the power it would take to walk away,
Never could, never would, wouldn’t even try
Even if I was a superhero,
Even if I could make time stand still,
Even If I knew the secret to turn fire to ice,
Change water to steel,
I could not change the way that I feel..
Still wouldn’t have the strength to ever leave you,
Still wouldn’t have the will to ever want to,
Still wouldn’t have the power it would take to walk away,
Never could, never would, wouldn’t even try..
With all the powers that I possess,
I’d still be powerless,
You still make me weak,
I crumble at your feet,
You’re too strong to fight,
You’re my kryptonite,
You could be the end of me.
Still wouldn’t have the strength to ever leave you, 
Still wouldn’t have the will to ever want to,
Still wouldn’t have the power it would take to walk away,
Never could, never would, wouldn’t even try..
Even if I was a superhero..
i l♥ve you XD

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