You're the icing on my cake. What's that? Chocolate, of course.
Your love's better than a home run with the bases loaded.
Your love's better than a cold beer on a warm day.
Almost. OK then, definitely!
You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back.
Where ever I go, whatever I do,
I carry a little part of you with me right here in the center of me heart
Who cares whether this is a poem or rhyme,
I will love you until the end of time.
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