Don’t you just hate
how your heart just aches
Don’t you just hate
how you just might break
Can you feel it beat
my heart, its incomplete
Can you feel it beat
the way it moves my feet
Can’t you see
all you mean to me
Can’t you see
I never want to leave
I see your angry face
but its a smile that I trace
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