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Aug 2016
This heart that once always slept
Is starting to beat.
It's racing and aching,
I've added stones and stones around it everyday just to keep it safe.
But you somehow managed to break through.
Now as it flutters ever so violently as though it's magic.
You've stolen what was rightfully once mine.
Now my old heart is yours to hold.
I have faith you won't break it.
Just like I won't break yours.
I've stolen your heart and I hope you don't mind but you stole mine.
So I'm only returning the favor, and I believe we can rebuild these walls.
To create ourselves a home.
A place for just you and me.
R R
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R R
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