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Should I be grateful? Act like I'm happy?

That you've found your darling, so fine and so lovely?

Match made by heavens, I fall then you soar

If this is what love is, then I want no more

But what rights do someone like me have to stop you?

Restrict and prevent you, all just 'cause I'm blue?

Match made by heavens, the dead tears then pour

For this is what love is, that I want no more

Of course, in the end still I've no place in your life

A piece with no bearing with feelings that's rife

Match made in heaven, I love you for sure

But this is what love is, so I want no more

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