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Forever Yours

The taste of your cigarettes 
Pressed against my lips
I know I won't recover 
From the love that you gave me
I'm forever yours my dear

There's no hope for me
Them nights I would pick you up 
That summer will be my forever home
I could never let you go home alone
I'm forever yours my dear

You made me a better man
Because I gave you Faithful love
You made me stop my cheating ways
I'm forever yours my dear

◄ Heaven

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