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Azalea


For you mean more than anything

You I could not bear to lose

I'd rather do time in Sing Sing.

 

They say the best things come in twos

And perhaps this could be us

If only you would promise to join me in I dos.

 

This is not a game of lust

Or a play for power

So please give me your trust.

 

Know it's you alone who I want in my dying hour

For no one else can comfort me

And this love can ne'er turn sour.

 

I know how scary this can be;

I've known the fear you feel

But if you calm your heart then you will surely see.

 

That I have not gone ill,

And this is not a ruse

I love with all my will.

 

 

 

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