It wont be said in return
You would fear it
To come off as burn
I have no such fear
As the end comes near
I would say it more when it does
A longing for things to remain as it was
And I would say it any way
Hurt would be the price to pay
Insanity at ease
The bliss of release
I say it now and forever it will remain
I love you.
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