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Her heart is hers But her hand was mine In that stolen moment We became intertwined Every chance we could find I found her skin and she found mine Breathing steady The pace never changed We just loved Like it was natural To steal a moment Where her heart was hers But her touch was mine I know she thinks of another I know it's not only in one She has found one of a kind But for a night her love was mine And my love was hers In every touch In every breath In every glance We dared to take I know her heart is hers I don't expect it to be mine I have my own With stolen moments To keep it beating and alive
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 3:29 PM UTC
Stolen moment
Her heart is hers But her hand was mine In that stolen moment We became intertwined Every chance we could find I found her skin and she found mine Breathing steady The pace never changed We just loved Like it was natural To steal a moment Where her heart was hers But her touch was mine I know she thinks of another I know it's not only in one She has found one of a kind But for a night her love was mine And my love was hers In every touch In every breath In every glance We dared to take I know her heart is hers I don't expect it to be mine I have my own With stolen moments To keep it beating and alive
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 3:29 PM UTC
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