Out Of Line.
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Sandra Feldman
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You're made of ice
Not very nice
And Yes,
I love you still!
Your charming skills
Your thrill at will
Your everlasting smile,
That melts away
All that I say,
But still
A fool am I,
To write
These lines,
And even smile
I've known this truth
Not only for a while.
What can I do,
I love you, too
Which indicates,
That love's a state
You can't control,
And so completely
Out of line.
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