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Think I'm in trouble deep
I can't deny, he got me bad
'Cause everytime he talks, it's sad,
Into my heart his words always seep.

Now I realise, I love him dearly,
His smile, his jaw, his lips, his eyes,
They make me realise
How all the time he looks so lovely...

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