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Two Halfs
The love we shared
is broken from all this sorrow.
Our hearts were one
but now your left as half.
This pain will kill you inside
but has already killed me.
Don't pretend that you care.
Don't pretend that you'll miss me
is broken from all this sorrow.
Our hearts were one
but now your left as half.
This pain will kill you inside
but has already killed me.
Don't pretend that you care.
Don't pretend that you'll miss me
Published 22nd Feb 2011
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