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Mar 2016
Bind your heart tenderly,
Always thinking of the end.
Cross your heart gingerly,
Always thinking of the end.
Open your heart rarely,
Always thinking of the end.
Your end,
My end,
Our end,
This end...
is      
        only
                     in
                                  your
                                                     mind.
Therefore do not be weary when you love me,
celebrate our time together not our time apart,
And you will see I love you more then you could ever think.
Bellie-boo
Written by
Bellie-boo
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   Lucinda Hikari
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