I love you, with a love that i seem to lose,
Of lost saints and angels,
Absent to the eye, yet never clearer to the soul,
I love you, with all the pain and grief,
Of my yesteryears,
Where hearts are broken, and of pools of tears,
I love you, with the love of everyday's most silent needs,
In drinking, praying and knitting,
Indeed I love you with my life,
A thousand life times and more,
A million years and a day later,
I'd still love you just the same,
The love of angels and lost saints.
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"Why do you even care about me anyway?" "Because it gives me a reason to breathe, to wake up the next day, because my han...
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I've always wished that I could have : 1. A tail. 2. Side mirrors on my head. If only I could install a pair of it, my life would be a... -
Did I ask for love you could not give?
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