Truly, madly, deeply.
With each waking breathe,
my soul quivers for fear.
I cant stop these feelings inside me.
He tells me to breathe
only breathe,
its all we ever have left
but why?
who said it was you that got to stay...
I can feel it,
deeply,
madly,
so truly.
Now I can believe that this is my destiny.
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