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Feb 2015
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing.
I know my hearts there cuz I feel it beating.
But what's the point of my beating heart,
If I have no girl, no second part.
Without the one I'm just chopped liver,
My life flowing by like a shallow river.
Then one day our two stars cross,
I try to move fast before all is lost.
After a week of pondering im finally sure,
The girl I want to spend my life with is her.
And I know now that she's the one,
Because my heart beats to her drum.
Credits to The Script for the starting point of this (:
Written by
the blonde poet  minnesota
(minnesota)   
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