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Jul 2020
Sitting in my room alone
My heart slowly turning into stone
So before we both break apart
I'll have a chat with my heart
But for that it's too late
To turn into a statue was my fate...
Written by
Aleksey  29/M/Romania
(29/M/Romania)   
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