Oh my heart, my heart, why art thou so in love wit inn me, does it thou knowth the pain that come from being heart broking. Can thou really handle the fire and walk in the mist wit out gettin burn, i know that thou seek to be happy wit joy and laughter wit pleasure of fallin in love, oh my heart that is wit in me dont fall head over heel knowin that love could kill i am worried for thee please maintain thy stability i do not desire to be hurt, take caution to much emotion could cause corruption...
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Yes too much love will kill you... But to love and be loved is an exception.