My broken love is bared for all to see and hidden from opressing eyes
I've spoken of it, now i declair to be the one confessing in disguise
If you can only reconize my love,
You know that you are the only that I will ever love.
Cant you see that we fit like a glove
My love will float to you on the wings of a dove
open your eyes and see, im the only one to love
my love for you will never die
We owe it to one another to give us another try
if only you could tell me why
you refuse to look me in the eye

Too bad no one can fix the spelling error on "declare"... unless you're trying to make the reader think of eclairs...
If you are, it worked... I'm a have one right now.... mmmmmMMMMMMmm
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If thee glove doth fit, thou must commit?