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Words that we say...
You can tell me that you love me every single day But we both know it is just words that we say. The feelings of passion never blossomed anyway We married as friends and friends we will stay Years have gone by with laughter on our side. You can tell me you love me every single day But we both know they are just words that we say. What is lost is something I have to find from within It was never part of our marriage It won’t be part of my sin. You can tell me you love me every single day But we both know they are just words that we say. April 24, 2010 Michelle Klear
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