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Apr 2013
where
when you're waiting
and pining for your love,
every minute seems like a year.
is this heaven?
or is this hell?
i've lost my heart
and where i lost it,
i forgot that place as well.
Written by
Azalea Fields  Toronto
(Toronto)   
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