Some places held with destruction. Some places held with destruction.

Poem talks about smile and how it can be infectious. Poem talks about smile and how it can be infectious.

It seems you were a figment of my destiny, a patch...unspecified, It seems you were a figment of my destiny, a patch...unspecified,

What is sorrow, what is pain? What is loss what is gain? What is sorrow, what is pain? What is loss what is gain?

Because fantasies are my source of the canvas. Because fantasies are my source of the canvas.

I'll always remember you when I'll be passing, I'll always remember you when I'll be passing,