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I thought i was the chosen one, The feeling was amazing, But i fell for a frozen one, His heart drives me crazy, He'll let me in,but just a bit, Then pull away, and make me cry, He'll tease with words of marriage, Then disappear, and say goodbye, A veil of black and lonely cloth, Imprisons him, but we both know, He's strong enough to rip it up, Instead he chooses to let me go
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eileen-mcgreevy
Irish
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Dec 21, 2010
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