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I’m so madly in love, I don’t even know what to write I’m also heartbroken Since what’s in my heart, isn’t right It’s wrong It should be a sin How am I going to tell this tale? Where do I begin? I met this girl With grace pumping from her heart Her smile, her smell, her eyes And that’s just the start The way she walks Like a natural dance All those supermodels Don’t stand a chance The way she talks Knocks me off my feet That adorable voice How can it be so sweet? Skin so smooth when touched Feels like gorgeous silk She must be like Cleopatra And bathes in warm milk But this fairy tale Has a sad ending Must snap back to reality Must stop pretending Maybe I can change her mind What if I can? Since her heart is already taken By another man The way she speaks of him The way he fills her dreams How can I be so cruel And turn laughter into screams How can I do that? And hurt my sweetest flower I would rather die a thousand times Than meet that miserable hour Why am I cursed? With this lost emotion Is there a solution, A cure or potion?