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The Cure

Something new, Something old Something hot, Something cold Something grew and Something died Something deep, way inside I need something to take the pain away By today. The one and only Cure, The smell of your skin, The warmth of your hand, The taste of your lips, Our Love. That will sooth my strain That will take the pain Away into a blissful(l) land in which I'll forever hold your hand

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