Disturbing Weather

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Help me keep my heart stabled;
Not to be tender, break, or fall.

You shake my heart with eye contact,
Now my whole world is under attack.

The saddest thing is that you don't know what you're doing to me.
But I think you do, really.

And you're not doing anything to make things better.
Except leave me under this disturbing weather.

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