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Your blond hair, your beautiful eyesJust sends chills down my spineThe sight of you makes me weak,My hands shiver and I forget to speakI know I'm not ..
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I want to touch you in a way no one canI know you've been loved by the wrong kind of handI want to touch you in a place no one has ever touched before..
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Across the smoggy distance of a small battered path,Lie the scattered pieces of wreckage from the past covered in wrathExcursions that once happenedin..
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