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| True Love |
| by Taylor |
Our fingers lace perfectly
Our lips lock just right
I love when you hold me
And squeeze me so tight
You kiss me on the forehead
And whisper in my ear
Pull me closer to you
Love exactly what I hear
I've never met someone so funny
Or one who feels so right
I've never met a boy before
Who I miss so much at night
How can it be this perfect?
How can this love be true?
I have no answer besides the fact
That I will always love you.
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