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How do I love you |
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Let me show the way |
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That makes me feel you in my heart |
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Each and every day |
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When I sleep I dream of you |
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Holding you so close |
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And then when I get up |
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I think of you the most |
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I see your son so smilly |
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And so very very bright |
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I wish that it was me and you |
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That made him that very special night |
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I would have never taken |
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And let us drift apart |
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But only try my hardest |
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To keep you's in my heart |
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For I am yours to hold |
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Each and every day |
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And you and Tim are mine |
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To cherrish every way |
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Dream's are made for people |
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To grow and live a life |
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Of joy and happyness with truth |
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And someday be my wife |
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I hope you no how I feel |
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And let me in your heart |
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I had this great feeling |
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from the very start |
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poems by highreel@hotmail.com |
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