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Aug 2013
You say the reason
You can't let me go
After all I've done to you
Is because there's a tiny thing
In your heart
Just something
That tells to
Not to let me go
You don't know what that something is
But I think I do
Because I have it too

I can't let you go
Because part of my heart
Is made up of
You
And I think
Part of your heart
Is made up of me
Too
Mattea Marie
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Mattea Marie
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