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Just Three summers long Every year it remains as strong No closer to a third kiss No tenderness to miss Yet every day I love you just the same I know If I admit it you would end the game Lasting love is still so new to me Other than you there is no one you see? Violence and anger seem to disappear Evil thoughts kept at bay when you are near Under all my stoic smiles you know It's no Lie I still believe Hope is the last thing to Die.
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Apr 29, 2010
Apr 29, 2010 at 3:27 PM UTC
Dead before you Love me.
Just Three summers long Every year it remains as strong No closer to a third kiss No tenderness to miss Yet every day I love you just the same I know If I admit it you would end the game Lasting love is still so new to me Other than you there is no one you see? Violence and anger seem to disappear Evil thoughts kept at bay when you are near Under all my stoic smiles you know It's no Lie I still believe Hope is the last thing to Die.
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Apr 29, 2010
Apr 29, 2010 at 3:27 PM UTC
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