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The Girl Who Never Knows

Why must we do this, fall in love,
With everyone we meet?
Knowing we must let go of
The ones we will mistreat,
And treatment is a fickle thing,
For even if we try
To treat our lover like a king,
The ending is goodbye.
Understand that fairy tales
Are meant to stay just that.
Hold my hand, so very frail,
Hardly looking at
The problems we know will arise
To break us both in two,
But in spite of our demise,
I still hold on to you.

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