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Aug 2015
He thinks of himself as eternity
He doesnt see what he means to me
A creauture so deep and full of keen
I wish I could have you tilll the end of eternity
A water so deep
Your soul asleep
I wonder if you know what you mean to me
A blood so thick
A bond cant be ripped
I hope that you see that our glass cant be tipped
Eternity in this world we seek I hope that you see what you need in me
Written by
Paloma Rubio
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