I you add gentle touches n my lyf you subtract da pain some1 left behind let's multiply our hearts dat r ful of luv and we wil divide da memories of hatred n dat past II graph n ur heart da equation of my luv with da sentence of my mind dat speaks of luv u u wil never measure da quality of my luv III bco'z everyday my luv grows lyk an arrow with out end my luv 4 u s lyk circle dat s round and has no end IV I can't stop 2 be afraid dat someday u wil xperience a luv triangle and i wil gues ol my fears wil be through V bco'z ive known dat im n da ryt angle of ur luv but der's 1 more thing id rather fear abwt dat'z the exam im taking n math.
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