With These

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With these little lies,
I hide but my eyes,
With all the pain,
That showers like rain,
With all the laughter,
I share every after,
Is with you that I can say,
Just the way I tell when I pray.

With little to no time,
My mind speaks of you like a rhyme,
With all of what has been,
Is all for whenever I lean,
With you I'm content,
That I'm living in the present,
Because with these I knew,
That you are as special as you do.

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