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"EVERY DAY I TRY TO LOVE HIM THE WAY I LOVED YOU...RANDOMLY FOOLISHLY I THINK WHY HE IS NOT YOU.BUT THEN AGAIN ITS DESTINY THAT YOU FOUND LOVE AGAIN IN HER ARMS AND ITS MINE TO TRY TO BE HIS IN HIS ARMS. I LOOK ACROSS THE ROOM AND SEE A BUNCH OF LOVELY FLOWERS AND A SMILE ON MY FACE TELL ME THAT THE RUST IS SETTLING DOWN.THE LAST THREAD IS STILL THERE AND I WONDER WHEN WILL IT GO, WONDER WHEN WILL I STOP WORRYING ABOUT THE WRINKLES ON YOUR BROWS...SOMETIMES I FEEL IT WILL ALWAYS REMAIN BECAUSE THE ASHES OF THE EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD STILL REMAIN. NO MATTER HOW HIS ARMS HOLD ME OR HIS LIPS KISS ME I ALWAYS DESIRE A LAST WISH,THAT JUST ONE DAY ME YOU COULD MISS .I ALWAYS THOUGHT YOU ARE WEAK BUT YOUR STRENGTH OVER POWERED ME. A WOMEN CAN LOVE JUST ONCE THEY SAY I DON'T REALLY REPLY BECAUSE I DONT KNOW IF ITS TRUE. I LOVE YOU STILL DEEP DEEP DOWN BELOW, BUT I HOLD HIS HAND TODAY AND HAPPINESS IS ALL WHAT I SHOW " ~