Two households doth a like in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene...
In my entire life
I have never felt like this...
When along the pavement
palpitating flames of life...
My candle burns at both ends,
It will not last the night...
I am fire
Surging under ocean floor...
Sisters are friends you can’t choose
You have grown up with them even through the...
I didnt want to lie to you,
Didnt want to break your heart...
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A little fire is quickley trodden out which being suffered, rivers can not quench |
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There is no fire without some smoke |