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Loving |
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Loving is sometimes hard, scared to trust someone with you heart, scared of getting hurt and your heart being torn apart. |
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But these chances we take through no choice of our own, we cant help how we feel cant help who takes our hearts.
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So trust we must that their love is true, that they love us and care for us that our feelings are shared |
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when the right one comes along there's no feeling like it nothing compeers to the being with somebody, to the sharing of love to being as one.
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