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Rhythm is a dancer.

Rhyme is all I got here.

Love is always answer

To yours what I do fear.

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My body craves for touching yours,

I’ll get insane when it occurs.

Your hot’n’cold stare makes me numb,

Cannot but wait for you to come.

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I’m fearful of the very thought of you,

Cuz nothing’s changed since Sunday morning came.

And only God knows when you say «I love you’,

I feel unsure of my reply’s the same