I'll never be the same
But you don't seem to mind
You were right there
You saw our love
And wanted it just as bad
Stars say lover
You say player
Which am I to belive
A gental touch of the face
Smerk and state
"Faith, when will you learn,
that o so tainted heart,
that Mischievously, Mysterious, Coy Smile
your up to no good."
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