Give me your body
Not to love but to feel
Your scars and your tears
And that beating heart that wont heal
Give me your hand
Not for marriage but to hold
Because Im scared and alone
Laying perfect in the mold
And keep your feet moving
For this could be our last dance
Through the thick and the thin
Our bittersweet romance
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