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There is a sentence |
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Sprawled on a single piece of paper |
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Beside a mattress assuring me that |
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My heart will never break |
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And I'm as dependent on it |
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As a hopeless addict |
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On the needle being clean |
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Broken framed photographs |
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Perched on aging furniture |
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Unconsciously reminding me |
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As does the shrapnel scar of |
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A wounded vet |
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You know its love when we |
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Dance without moving and converse |
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Without the lifting of tongues |
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Every silver will tarnish |
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Every flower will wither but if |
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You part before one heart stops |
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With my last dying breath I swear |
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I would die a thousand deaths |
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Before I let your lips touch mine |