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You’ve felt the flames of a lovers scorn

Those hands that touched your heart, forlorn

Yet, you haven’t felt, my fire, my soul

When I slowly burn, and take control

Of your heart, that once, was full of doubt

Is now a heart, so full, devout

For you’ve entered into my welcoming arms

Where I’ll safely keep you, away from harm


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