i hear you say
"my love is over,
its underneath,
its inside, its in between
the times you doubt me,
when you can't feel
the times that you've questioned 'is this for real?'
the times you've broken,
the times that you mend
the times you hate me and the times that you bend
well my love is over, its underneath
its inside, its in between,
these times
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