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*It is not you, its me. You love me, but I loved you. Yeah, we were happy like the stars. But then, tears flow and hearts been broken. Now I'm afraid to get myself wounded. So I put my heart behind the bars.*
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Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 11:13 AM UTC
Behind the Bars
*It is not you, its me. You love me, but I loved you. Yeah, we were happy like the stars. But then, tears flow and hearts been broken. Now I'm afraid to get myself wounded. So I put my heart behind the bars.*
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Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 11:13 AM UTC
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