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Sorry hh
I cant fight for one thing that kept me winning,
For it was my own hand that let it fall in the beginning,
Its cracks have passed thru deep my heart,
Its silence has washed to end all my good part,
All that remains are the empty sorry in my words, unworthy to be heeded by ur precious heart
For it was my own hand that let it fall in the beginning,
Its cracks have passed thru deep my heart,
Its silence has washed to end all my good part,
All that remains are the empty sorry in my words, unworthy to be heeded by ur precious heart
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