I'll love you like you hung the sun
I'll kiss you like the stars are on your lips
And if the day comes
that you no longer love me,
I'll cry like the ocean is in my eyes.
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Butterflies come flying out [poetry]
PoetryThe words of a teenage girl with too many emotions and no other form of catharsis.
I'll Love You
I'll love you like you hung the sun
I'll kiss you like the stars are on your lips
And if the day comes
that you no longer love me,
I'll cry like the ocean is in my eyes.
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