i love her madly
she does not love me
i yearn for her lustfully
she leaves me at wait
what can i do?
how can i know?
what shall she say?
when i tell her my might
this fool laughs at me in the mirror
do something to win her love
cut your hair, brush your teeth, smile a little
she will still not see
you love her madly
she does not love me
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