Helpless Love
My soul is caught up in a bind
They say love is but blind
What kind of helpless love is this?
Which to rumour mills would add unpleasant grist.
Can you not simply see?
We are like two buds of the same tree.
You cannot deny, cannot reply
God now please where can I fly?
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