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Her Lonely Heart

Warmer than ice, but cold as stone I am half human and all alone I can see where there is no light But I cannot see because I do not have sight I have a voice, but I make no sound Inside my chasm, empty words abound I have no hands, but I hold her fears I cannot breathe 'cause I'm drowning in tears Locked away, never to be seen The cure to this sorrow is hidden in the seams Though I cannot feel, I feel her strain I can only be what remains in pain If I am too late to make a spark I fear she is not long for this lonely heart
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darione
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Jul 23, 2011
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