You make my heart skip a beat
my pores raise straight to my feet
it's a feeling so strange
but your beauty i will have to blame
I feel so weak you are next to me
and i cannot help but saying your name
then i get a seet pain
when ever your beauty i see
Maybe it's me i am weak
but no longer i have to seak
for love anywhere else
because you already have me compel.
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