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Nov 2015
Never ever worry about my love for you.
Really, it's something for you to treasure.
Until my last breath.

For as long as I live, you'll be the object of my affection.
And the cherish prize of my eyes.
I'm telling you this without fabrication of lies.

Hold close to my words, when I say I love you.
Believe them as total truth spoken toward you.
Until my last breath.
I'll forever love you.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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