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Like pictures in a book |
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God didn't create love to fail |
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Love starts from a gentle word from a slow hug to a first kiss till hand in hand till and after death. |
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When love slips out of your hands |
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I don't know what to do |
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Love is when two souls knit together a blanklet full of misadventure. |
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Love is like a fragile glass.... |
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In my hand be's your hand |
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Love and death are both un expected, |
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Love is two bodies but one soul |