If I could write a poem,
I would write it just for you.
But I cannot write a poem,
So what am I to do?
If I could write a poem,
I would tell you lots of things,
Of love and happiness
and the joy your friendship brings.
But I cannot write a poem,
So you will never know
Just how much I love you,
And now I have to go!
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
When I am looking into your eyes,
I see all the love you have for me.
I see in yo
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
I'll be with you as long as you want me to,
Until the end of time.
The day I met
You've been with me through rough and tough
Thick and thin, until the very end
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He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
