Love, please survive

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Don't stop holding my hand
       Don't let go,
Not before the end
       Not before we reach our goals.

Look at me with eyes not of pain,
       But look at me with strength and more love to gain;
Selfish I am, when it comes to sharing you,
       Selfless I am, when it comes to loving you.

Let us not tear apart due to the hurdles in our path,
        We are not made with glass!
Rather, compounded by fragile hearts.

Take the pain a little longer, take it awhile,
        I promise I will take you to the final destination
Whether or not, I'm alive.

Enough is enough,
    Rest now, dear one,
We are finally safe
      And our love has won.

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