My heart you have made teenage fragile
It no longer is as agile
The thought of you not saying it pricks my bile
And stress on me comes in a pile
I cannot imagine without you for a while
Your not saying it is vile
And causes my heart derogatory rile
Please say it
Please mean it
Please say you love me too
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