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Broken heart
Where do I start.... Again I put the horse behind the cart, hating this thing I call my heart, watch as with ease as it rips apart.
I know that I made mistakes, but if you're patient and wait, I'll demonstrate that I'll do whatever it takes to make our love great.
I know that I'm not perfect, but I promise that my love is worth it.
I just want to give the world to you, the sun, the stars, an the moon too, I'd even place heart in your hand if that's what you wanted me to do, believe me when I say I'd go through heaven an hell for you.
I'm sorry, I know it may be too late, with me bumbling around unable to concentrate, making it difficult for me to participate, so much on both our plates effecting our mental states, please tell me I've not lost you, muse, my friend, my mate, if I must, for you I'll wait, because I can't help shake the feeling that you are my fate....
I know that I made mistakes, but if you're patient and wait, I'll demonstrate that I'll do whatever it takes to make our love great.
I know that I'm not perfect, but I promise that my love is worth it.
I just want to give the world to you, the sun, the stars, an the moon too, I'd even place heart in your hand if that's what you wanted me to do, believe me when I say I'd go through heaven an hell for you.
I'm sorry, I know it may be too late, with me bumbling around unable to concentrate, making it difficult for me to participate, so much on both our plates effecting our mental states, please tell me I've not lost you, muse, my friend, my mate, if I must, for you I'll wait, because I can't help shake the feeling that you are my fate....
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