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1 in a million

you're a man, that's a given, But you're mine, that's a fact, All my faults you've forgiven, You don't want what i lack, You're a guy, of that i know, But you're my guy, thank god, Every day our love grows, You're my staff, and my rod. When my eyes close, you're there, I can smell your sweet breath, My emotions laid bare, I am yours until death. You have tasted such terror, Which no longer will occur, When you look in the mirror, You will see that im there. Look beyond your male ego, And just let yourself fall, For i'm here, right behind you, You no longer will crawl. We can help one another, See it through this one life, You are one in a million, And together we'll strive...
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eileen-mcgreevy
Irish
Published
May 9, 2010
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