She sung to herself,
Picking up the metal brush;
A tear falling on her cheek,
The night ending in a hush.
But he heard her cries,
It broke his heart;
He held her tight, and after tonight,
They would never be apart.
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for the both of us
PoetryI loved him with all my heart, Even if he didn't care; I'll love him with all my heart, This, to myself, I swear.
