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His stare as he watches me, chills me. His stare as he wonders about me. Oh how I tried, I tried. To give him all of me. For happiness I forsaken Me.

Nothing would ever change him. And nothing could break me. falling back into his cold arms, And yurning the taste of him. l could kick me. How stupid could I be.
My heart beats with pain and envy, to know I should be free, Away from he. Not to look back, yes happy.
I dream of this romance that books hold. Warm sensual, only our two bodies can hold. yet beneath it all is, dispear and true pain.

I know there will be a time again. A time I will live again. twirling and dancing my heart beats true love again.

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