your love

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something delicate

like a pearl made smooth by the sea

something melancholy

like a heart

broken but unbowed

your love

your love

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your love

your love

something secret and safe

like an old picture in a book

something gold and true

your voice crying out in the dark

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when my

when my days are done

and they

and they ask me what i'll take

take from this life

when my

when my days are done

and they

and they ask me what i'll take

take from this life

your love

your love

your love

your love

your love

your love

when my bones turn to ash

and all that remains is your love

when my bones turn to ash

and all that remains is your love

your love

your love

your love

your love

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your love

your love

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your love

your love

your love

your love

something delicate

like a pearl made smooth by the sea

something melancholy

like a heart

broken but unbowed