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This Is Going To Hurt... But For Now...
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Love The stars sign bightly in the night sky,
Never though as bright as the sparkle in your eyes when laughter pours from your lips.
The warm breeze glides across my skin,
Never though as softly as your fingertips when you reach for me.
Angels sing their heavenly song,
Never though as sweetly as my name escapes your throat.
