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Before my hands will stop moving,
I want to write my poem for you.
Words that came from my thinking,
Each and every one is true.
Before my fingers get numb,
I want to trail them all over your body.
'Til it makes me calm,
Though I will take it away sadly.
Before my eyes close,
I want to memorize your face.
The man that I chose,
And the only one I will chase.
Before my ears can't hear anything,
I want to listen to your voice.
More than a melodic singing,
I will pick among all the boys.
Before my mind stops thinking,
I will visualize our memories.
That happiest feeling,
And will tell our stories.
Before my heart stops beating,
I want you to feel it.
It's your name that it's screaming,
Even if you doubt it.
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Updated on August 08, 2017
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