She doesn't wipe away her tears until they have finished flowing. Brimmed with her emotions they softly carve an endless seeking into her cheeks and I smile for born today; tonight if I am honest; born again if I am frank, I love her.
I don't quite know what to say until they have finished flowing. Lined with my emotions they silkenly lead an endless circle into my thoughts and she smiles for born today; tonight if she is honest; born again if I am frank, she loves me.
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