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Love
Love its a great thing
its not like a fling
its pure
and there will never be a cure
when i see her face i,m in a beautfull place
i want to see her all day
i always want her to stay
she makes my heart strong
but for how long?
she can break it just as easy
she controls my life with her teasing
but i keep feeling it
the arrow was a direct hit
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