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The gentle words in Your embrace The look of Love upon Your face Dancing in between each step Since the day that We First met All the praises You shrug off All the truth that made You scoff Do You see how hard I tried To eat the scorn I felt inside To keep the dark from changing You My Disenchanted Love so True The gentle words in Your embrace The look of Love upon Your face Dancing in between each step Since the day that We First met All the praises You shrug off All the truth that made You scoff Do You see how hard I tried To eat the scorn I felt inside To keep the dark from changing You My Disenchanted Love so True
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