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Love is a handful of stars tossed in the skys
A beautiful night diamond whose gliter never dies Love is like oxigen, you can not breathe without As you were once for me...but now I fall in doubt. I kept you in my soul and hope never let go, The flame of my life now I could see it glow. She stood in front my eyes, God bless the heaven sight I've never seen such beauty, such perfect graceful light. Lost in your arms the passion burnt like fire, Our lips we found them guilty by its unrestrained desire We raised above the world on our silver wings We bound so many vows on our marriage rings. Now I linger in the door way remember our love Our perfect unique jasmine it was brought by a dove My life like a wreck had died long ago When all my dreams burnt and I remained alone.
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