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What Words can't Describe

I love her though I’ve sworn to never again love someone this way
I wilher even if she’s only a short drive away

Being without her hurts me more than she knows
My tears are a river that endlessly flows

She tells me she loves me and I can’t help but smile
Finding her, makes past heartbreaks end seem worthwhile

I’d wage war on Hell just to look in her eyes
And nothing hurts more than to know that she cries

It’s her that I see in my mind through the day
I worry that someone will take her away

For her to be happy, I’d breath my last breath
The sight of her tears is far worse than my death

I’m so blessed to have her to love
She’s my Angel that God sent from above

She will forever remain in my heart
I feel her with me even when we’re apart

I thank God for her love when I wake up each day
I love her far more than any words can ever say…
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Submitted by Sheilak on January 09, 2016

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Sheila King

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