Today We Exchange Promises, Tonight We Pray They're Kept.In The Morning We Wake To Face Tomorrow, Anticipation On Each Other Breath.For The Moment We Accept Our Situation, In The Hopes They Will Change In Time.Heaven Is Love; Hell Is Loneliness, Yet They Both Exit In Our Minds.Some Say Friends Are Overrated, Hard To Find Quick To Change.And Even I Believe That Was True, Until The Day I Found You.Yesterday I Wanted death, Because My Future Was Plagued With Pain.But Now I've Learned To Live Again.
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