Mine

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Mine is a word I don't often use,

because you don't belong to me,

but my heart belongs to you,

mine is a word I don't often choose,

because I could have sworn,

you are not mine to lose,

to me you're everything,

everything I adore,

but mine will not be what I think as I walk out your door,

because you are not mine,

and you are not mine to lose,

I'm repeating myself because I don't get to choose.

Love is a word I often refuse,

but as I'm free falling,

I know there's a fuse,

to switch on that love,

let it live and let it grow,

something I thought was impossible.

but love is a word that I often lose,

getting hurts inevitable,

there's me and there's you.

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