Lover (song/poem)

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Lovers got demons,
Don't need anymore pain.
Cradle me as if I were falling,
Down the dangerous hills.
Keep me clam and tell me you love me,
For that's all I need to hear.
Don't tell me you hate it when I call you dove.
Beautiful people everywhere you go,
But you're not just beautiful my dear your beauty is beyond compare.

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