you never ask-
if the sun would rise strong and loud
but the gloominess when its covered by cloud
you never question -
ebbing of the tide
but the rock which can kill its pride
you never doubt-
the diamond's shine
but the shining diamond which is not enough prime
and i certainly never doubted your ability to rhyme
but my ability to keep you mine..
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