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Want her
Need her
Had her
Lost her
Found her
Held her

Consoled her within my arms
And told her exactly how I feel
So I promised her the world
Soon I gave her the moon
In that, I promised that anything,
Everything would be at her beck and call

And happy for it
Dreaming eternally
The most unselfish dream in the world
Not for myself
For her

Thereís nothing I wonít do
And nothing I havenít considered
It would make my life complete
To serve her every desire

Thereís nothing I want
More than to see her smile
Nothing I want
At all
More than her
Complete happiness

Chris Kirby
1:48 AM