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May 2014
Somehow I always find myself coming back to you
Your absence made me feel like my heart had an empty hole
your voice, your face, your pure and sweet soul
Fills the nothingness inside of me
Let's repeat the past and come back to the start
Where you made my life a work of art
Let's repeat the past and not fall apart.
Say you love me once again
Say you love me, sweetheart.
Maria
Written by
Maria  Azkaban
(Azkaban)   
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