mine is blue yours is pink so i give you a wink i hold mine in one hand and your hand in another and the way they look at us oh, brother!! my arm is around you you smile soft and nice moving in slow motion i feel like ice everyone looks at us wondering who we are why we aren't at a bar they look at us and try not to they ignore me its you but i look up at my balloon and i see that its trying to leave just like me i adjust it and look back down youre watching me now with a big frown i look back try to explain but you shake your head then point to the train don't let go of me or your balloon cause this isnt a good time to look at the moon as i look at you im going limp help me up give me a primp my left hand opens my balloon comes sailing out i look like im going to cry but instead, pout then your right hand opens your balloon leaves for our balloons we both grieve they sail away quick, to the moon they're together, forever our two balloonsBirth sign: Aries
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