to you, the one in the south
the love of a soul,
is that when you give yourself silly
the love of your soul,
is that when you set yourself free
the love for your soul,
is that, which will come true
because to love your soul, my dear,
is that, which i do :)
even if the ones we wish to be carried in their arms, walk away, hurt, or decide never to come back.
you have me. you do. as i have you, and my memories
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babes...
you are my rock, and my star
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