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misright (f)
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In two my heart splits I never thought the one to hurt Darlying, Would be you.
Always i thought You loved me The dreams i had are shattered Like a piece of glass that breaks in the sand Having lost the grip of this The pains i suffer No one knows
How i wish tears had washed away my sorrows But they would not come How i wish death had intervened And saved my life from mental torture But it will not come Neither will it grant my prayers Darlying, You have broken my heart.
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