Now as i stand, i see the cracks remain

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Now as i stand, i see the cracks remain,

Now as I stand, I see the cracks remain,

The rust beneath the skin we tried to mend.

But even in the rust, there’s love untold,

A story that won’t break, but only bend.

The years may pass, but I’ll still wear the stain,

The mark of love that never fades again.