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<title>My Love Burns........</title>
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  &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &#x26;quot;Comic Sans MS&#x26;quot;&#x22;&#x3E;This love for you burns strong inside&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And when I see you, it shoots up high.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;This love I have keeps me alive&#x3C;br /&#x3E;It makes me strive, helps me survive.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And when I gaze deep into your soul&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I see this love for you I hold.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And I see it every time &#x3C;br /&#x3E;I see your eyes gaze into mine.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And I know this love is strong in you &#x3C;br /&#x3E;And I&#x27;ll never stop trying to make it true.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Because when I hear you say, &#x27;I love you&#x27;, &#x3C;br /&#x3E;I can&#x27;t help but think what I would do,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;If I ever lost this love we had, &#x3C;br /&#x3E;So I&#x27;ll try forever to keep you glad.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Because I love you more than words could say,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;But I&#x27;ll try to do it anyway, &#x3C;br /&#x3E;To show you that I feel&#x3C;br /&#x3E;This love for you I have is real.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 03 Jul 2006 23:06 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Die for Love</title>
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  &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;font face=&#x22;courier new,courier,monospace&#x22;&#x3E;I sit in the park where I dwell, &#x3C;br /&#x3E;For this gurl I love so well. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;she took my heart away from me, &#x3C;br /&#x3E;Now she wants to set me free. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;I see a guy on her lap, &#x3C;br /&#x3E;she says things to him&#x26;nbsp; she never said to me. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;I ran home to cry on my bed, &#x3C;br /&#x3E;Not a word to mother was said. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;Father came home late that night, &#x3C;br /&#x3E;He looked at me from left to right. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;He saw me hanging from a rope, &#x3C;br /&#x3E;He took his knife to cut me down. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;And on my coat a note was found: &#x3C;br /&#x3E;Dig my grave, Dig it deep. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;Dig my grave, From head to feet. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;And on the top place a dove. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;And remember this, I died for love...&#x3C;/font&#x3E; &#x3C;/p&#x3E;
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