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You give parts of your heart Leaving only a dark hole You give parts of your heart Leaving you unwhole Why do they take so much? But you know They take so much Because you have so much to give Your heart may be a wasteland It is because it has been reaped And seeds are already at hand The sower has just leaped For his job is done He sits waiting for the rain
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Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 1:26 PM UTC
the fields of love
You give parts of your heart Leaving only a dark hole You give parts of your heart Leaving you unwhole Why do they take so much? But you know They take so much Because you have so much to give Your heart may be a wasteland It is because it has been reaped And seeds are already at hand The sower has just leaped For his job is done He sits waiting for the rain
How everything happens for a reason
john-shai
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Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 1:26 PM UTC
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