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How many times I've told you That I really do love you How many times you've said to me, You trust me with all your life. But why you always ask As if it's an important task, If you could ever imagine How vast is my love, I think you'd be speechless. Do you think it is funny To question every word I say? I now begin to doubt your love If it would last for a day. Yes, I have known you Over a short period of time But it doesn't mean You are out of the range. It sounds crazy I guess But I love you always Because you give meaning To my miserable life. You give me a bright smile And the love I always admire I know, darling, you are worried But I'm here to make you understand. I won't bring you any pain I promise you've so much to gain. Please, listen to me now. I'll love as long as you want me too. I love you, you're the air that I breathe And that's absolutely the truth. Written by : Alon Calinao Dy
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Apr 11, 2013
Apr 11, 2013 at 11:13 AM UTC
Strange Love
How many times I've told you That I really do love you How many times you've said to me, You trust me with all your life. But why you always ask As if it's an important task, If you could ever imagine How vast is my love, I think you'd be speechless. Do you think it is funny To question every word I say? I now begin to doubt your love If it would last for a day. Yes, I have known you Over a short period of time But it doesn't mean You are out of the range. It sounds crazy I guess But I love you always Because you give meaning To my miserable life. You give me a bright smile And the love I always admire I know, darling, you are worried But I'm here to make you understand. I won't bring you any pain I promise you've so much to gain. Please, listen to me now. I'll love as long as you want me too. I love you, you're the air that I breathe And that's absolutely the truth. Written by : Alon Calinao Dy
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Apr 11, 2013
Apr 11, 2013 at 11:13 AM UTC
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