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Thousand Months.




Waiting for you to love me like I deserve it, 
even though most nights,
I fall asleep knowing I never deserved you. 
Even for a minute I would give blood and sweat,
for you to love me again,
like you once did. 
Im hurting, but so are you. 
I wish I never wasted your love. 
But I'll wait a thousand months,
for you to love me like you did,
Love me once again like I deserve it. 

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