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His Love
Eyes can see, but cannot touch
Pouring love, he gave so much
Longing for her, soaked in tears
Sharing their love, fighting their fears
Meant for each other, that is for sure
Eternal spot in his heart, held for her
Watching the clock until they meet
Burning for one another, an endless heat
Watching him cry breaks something in me
Easy to tell, they were meant to be
Wanting to help with all of my being
Fills me with sorrow, at what I am seeing
Patience you need, you must have some
Just wait my good friend
Your love will come
Pouring love, he gave so much
Longing for her, soaked in tears
Sharing their love, fighting their fears
Meant for each other, that is for sure
Eternal spot in his heart, held for her
Watching the clock until they meet
Burning for one another, an endless heat
Watching him cry breaks something in me
Easy to tell, they were meant to be
Wanting to help with all of my being
Fills me with sorrow, at what I am seeing
Patience you need, you must have some
Just wait my good friend
Your love will come
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