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A tragic tale of romance passion and a murder most foul
If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain, In the ice or in the sun its all the same.
Yet I feel my heart is acheing though it doesn't beat its breaking. And the pain here that I feel Try and tell me it's not real And I know that I am dead...
You may kiss the bride
Yet is seems that I still have some tears to shed
