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Can
we
love
until
there's
nothing
left
and
we're
collecting
dust?
Use
the
hell
out
of
our
golden
souls
until
we're
flecks
of
rust.
A
love
so
deep,
nothing
else
like
it.
Scars
go
deep,
but
they
can't
find
it.
Flame
so
bright
make
the
daylight
look
dark.
Cross
my
heart,
that
I'll
die
for
you.
Cross
my
heart
that
I'll
always
keep
you.
Cross
my
heart
like
a
bittersweet
tattoo.
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