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Lost

My heart sings of quieter days
when neither joy nor sorrow
pain nor peace would tear
each beat it flies
with memories there
Inside I burn
But you don't see.
I cannot breathe
my dying breath
you took my hand
you took my heart
I cannot die
I cannot live
im ripped and shred
a heart so torn
once was whole
now is falling ‘part
what once was love and care
on my side, wasnt yours
Written by Aisling
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