Real love is when you hold on, despite the fact that the love is dying
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Breathe
PoetryHelp, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, unfold me I am small, and needy Warm me up and breathe me Ouch, I have lost my...
Real Love
Real love is when you hold on, despite the fact that the love is dying
