This Love

by catherine   Nov 20, 2006


You are my heart and soul,
But they're both crumbling.
They're turning into dust.
They're becoming ashes.
Its killing me,
In every way imaginable.
I don't know it you realise it,
But I love you.
I will never stop,
And this love will never faulter.

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