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Sep 2
I could take my heart out, but it wouldn't change anything.
Anytime that I put it back, I know I'd fall in love again, and like always, feel broken in the end.

You need to have high hopes everytime, but they don't tell you how it is to feel lost in the maze.
Feel like you need to burn something, 'cos in the inside, you are already on fire.

Every history can be different, but they always leave the same void.
There you are again, locked into your house thinking of someone else, do you deserve it or god is playing on you, like a joke to heaven.

Is that what heaven
Looks like for you?
Written by
Anna  F/Brazil
(F/Brazil)   
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