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I'm medically insane, Just a victim of love. I blame myself for the pain I feel, When I think of your face so fondly. I think I love you, Its sad and unlike me, but I'm afraid its true. I'm hopelessly in love with you. I blame nobody but myself, for hurting the way I do, but I can't help it, when I put the blame on you, your so beautiful to me, but you hurt me so. I love the way the light touched your face, the way you smiled at me, when we embraced, I know you don't remember me, its sad and true, I want to erase, all thought of you. Its causing me pain, don't you see? I think about how it'd like to kiss you in the rain, but I can only plea, "Please don't let me love in vain." It may mean nothing to you, but my love for you is true. Its sad and pathetic, you barely know me. We hugged after the show, don't you remember me? ----Samantha
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