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Jan 2014
Test me against my wills
Throw me at my wits
Hurt me till I bleed

For the river still flows
To the ocean tides low
Till my last dying sorrow

Conclusion

For love I'll not forsake
Everything for your sake
To prove to you what I'm made
To love you genuinely
I'll take...

©2014 Maman Screams
Maman Screams
Written by
Maman Screams  Paris
(Paris)   
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