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The Name of Love
What is in a name?
Of rose petals and blossoming sweet pain?
What is there to gain
When here is the only place I've lain?
Where is there to go
When you don't even know?
How to even show,
Oh, the way you make me glow.
Where do I begin,
And when do I give in?
Seeing you with him
Is a bruising from within?
I'm all needles and pins.
Oh, where do I begin
When to you it's still a game,
When to you, there is no name?


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