From The Start

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By <font color=#FFFFFF>Convalescence</font>

I don't know what you want from me. Why won't you make it clear? I guess you could be trying, but loosing you is all I fear. I want to spend my life with you, and I don't understand. Do you want what I want too? Oh, please, just hold my hand. Now, in truth, I tell you this. You're loved with all my heart. I want this to be permanent. I've loved you from the start.

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