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Oh my life!
Do not be surprised if I tell you that you were unkind to my poor heart. That the fire in your pretty black eyes lit up another way of love. And I think you loved me less for your part and you never felt as I for those rare things in life I found in a kiss from your lips.
Love of my love, my love what am I to do. I can not settle from being able to contemplate and you paid so badly my sincere affection. You will not get that name anymore.
Love of my love if you stopped loving me no care that people would not know it. Win a man and say my luck changes. Teases me, that no one knows my suffering.
Do not be surprised if I tell you that you were unkind to my poor heart. That the fire in your pretty black eyes lit up another way of love. And I think you loved me less for your part and you never felt as I for those rare things in life I found in a kiss from your lips.
Love of my love if you stopped loving me...
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