You've claimed my heart ,
With your soul's each and every part ...
We filled the skies with our early butterflies ,
But then , again we broke them with our lies .
We can't deny , our love was pure ,
More than our own hearts can endure ,
More than the drunken eight that you adore ,
More than ourselfs and many more ...
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