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Something inside
Tingles at the thought that you might be the only one who hasn't bid or bought My heart has been strangled scattered, destroyed But, darling, for you With a smile it's conjoined If I had a choice I'd give you My heart, soul, body, it all You are the only one For which I would fall As tolerable as it may seem I cannot give you my heart Because you have stolen it from me Till the end, from the very start But the only pain that is real Is the thought that I Can never tell you how I feel I don't worry, don't fret Though it breaks me apart I have no regret That, forever, you will have my heart
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