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The One I Love the Most

Yr love is bonded in my heart

It will never replaced

And the memory of yr big, brown eyes

Will haunt me for an eternity

I am turning grey also

And my body is not as it used to be

I am growing weak with sorrow

For the thought of losing you

Makes you weep

Rusting my heart to ache

As my fingers are becoming feeble

With stiffness

They cannot compose the verses

That maintain my sadness

Good-bye, my love, do not cry

You’ll be the one I loved the most


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