The poem It Never Stops is now meaningless
It was a time where I had a lot on my mind
whereas now I have just one thing on my mind
The love of my life
Baby . . .
you've set me free
you say all of the right things
you make me feel loved
I now belong
I have a purpose
all the pain has been worth it
my heart races
just like yours
i didn't feel worthy
i was damaged goods
like i was used and broke
but you reverse those feelings
you complete me
and I'll tell you every day.
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