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Point Break
If tears can be traded for your hand
Then let streams of tears pour from my eyes
Until I can no longer see, but in return be forever
Guided by you, with your hand in mine
...And the image of your face in my mind
...The only thing that I see
If fame and fortune could be traded for your acknowledgment
Then let me forever be a common citizen
But a person blessed with your love,
And one that can be with you each and every day
No heave is too pleasing
And no hell too scary
That they would stop me from being with you
Should my love for you ever die
Then my life itself shall not be spared
If ever were the world to end
Then as of right now, I'd rather it be today or tomorrow, while our hands are still joined,
And our hearts still bonded
Life is not so sweet as to fear dieing
Death is not so horrible as to be filled with dread
But with our love intact, my will to live and love for life is shall never begin to wane
From the moment my heart gave word
And from the first time I told you I love you
There has never been a second of being awake that I did not think about you
but there has never been a single moment in which I did not fear losing you
Hence, the frequent nightmares that away my sanity
To love is not to possess, but what is there...
That's worth possessing, when I cannot hold onto your dear love
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