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His Love
Controlling my heart like cruise control,
Manually jerking the gears of my life,
His crashing waves of love,
Determined to sink Hate's lifeboat.
The tissue of my tears,
Wiping the winshield into reality,
Honorable suits,
Wrinkled by Todays,
Ironed by Tomarrows.
Deeper than trenches is his love for me.
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