True love is the agony of the mind,
It will melt you away like snow in the sun.
Love’s an addiction, a powerful kind;
So put up your wall, be sure you can run.
I’m wearing away from pain in my heart.
Love can soften and you’ll lose self control.
It’s time I grew up, I must make a start.
I’ll fight the addiction; won’t lose my soul.
Yet my spirit is strong and all the while,
This disease called love tries to consume.
I have a protector, it’s called a smile.
I put up my wall and life will resume.
I’m woman supreme, not one of the crowd,
I’m female pristine; I’ll always stand proud.
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