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He Loves me, He Loves me Not
When he holds my hand
and kisses my cheek
When he holds me tight
when I am weak
When he smiles at me
with love in his eyes
When he make me laugh
to cheer up my cries
It's when I know, of his heart
I hold the key
It's when I know that
this man loves me.
But When he curse me
and don't care to talk
And leaves me lonely
as if I'm a ugly rock
When he yells at me
for no reason at all
and belittles me
for something so small
It's then I began to think
his love has rot
and began to believe
he loves me not.
