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Twist, bend, shake, break
that's the path those lovers take hit, cry, plead, scream this is not what lovers dreamed turn, go, walk, grow this is now what lovers know stop, fret, think, regret that is what the lovers get pass, heal, time, conceal that's what makes your lovers real romance? Second chance? Think back, love fact? Think straight, only hate? Forever lies the questions Romeo and Juliet, be glad you never got to "yet"
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