ill make you love me., by lost in my own confessions
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ill steal you heart,
from right under your nose.
ill hold it gently,
as i kiss it tenderly.
ill put it back into place,
ill sew it together with my love.
ill give you my life,
you can keep yours.
you will soon understand,
why i held you heart in my hands.
i wont need to explain,
your smart enough to figure it out im sure.
if you not,
i dont care.
i still love you dearly,
and i promiss to hold you near me.
so when i rip out my heart,
and hand it to you,
promiss me the same,
love me too. |
Posted: 2008-03-09 21:09:30 UTC |
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