From The Start, by Convalescence
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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. |
Posted: 2009-12-18 06:14:00 UTC |
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