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Love means knowing when to stop

 

Love?

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Yes, he loves me, I know he does

…

…

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So tell me what you call those

It’s nothing, we were just playing like two doves

And with that, does he give you a rose?

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He's not an angel sent from above

but he…

Can’t you see

…said it’s love

 

Hello..

 

“Thank you for calling the Hotline, are you safe to talk?”

 

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