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by Tina   Oct 30, 2007


My love for you is endless

like the pain in my heart

my thoughts for you are restless

your silence tears me apart

Your love for me is death

a slow and painful agony

a death that's filled with life

a life that's filled with tragedy

Your fragile soul so tender

so out of touch, so out of fears

makes every part of me surrender

to the darkest comfort of your tears

Our love is dying like a season

it starts with fire just to end with rain

no meaning whatsoever or a reason

our tired hearts will share this pain

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