What is there,
to believe in during life.
Nothing lasts,
aside from strife.
Life may perish,
life may end.
Our soul we may give,
our soul we may spend.
But our love,
that eternal flame.
Will never dim,
will never change.
It will forever last,
when all other lights leave.
For you light up my life,
you make me believe.
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