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The way love tortures my heart, it kills,

Just thinking of it gives me the chills.

My heart is fragile, handle with care,

There are limits to the pain I can bare.

I try so hard to keep my heart locked,

And turn away anyone who knocked.

I don't want to play give and take,

Like glass, my heart will easily break.

Maybe I'm over doing it, but that's okay,

I'm protecting my feelings that way. 

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