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True Love rides on sharp hooves and crooked wings of fire.
True Love wields an iron mace and throws flaming arrows of desire.
True Love tempts with insults, jeers, sneers and mocking chants.
True Love traps you in a cage, suffocating, don't try to get out - you
can't.
True Love makes you want to sing, dance and shout, but you can only cry.
True Love entangles you in its hateful snare, you're there till the day
you die.
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