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When you are sad, I am sad.

My mind and my heart are elsewhere.

My mind and my heart dwell on you.

Every tear that rolls down your cheek

Is like a small piece of my heart.

I want to dry your tears and piece my heart back together.

Every time I think I should tell you,

I get all twisted up.

I started to shy and close all up, thinking about you saying no.

I love you so much, that my love can't be measured,

But I have a feeling that it is fading.

Every time my confidence is crushed,

My love for you is too.

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