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A pitiful  heart Cried every night As the howling mean thoughts Kept creeping out of her own secret hide Kept reminding her How everything fails and has no cause For, the truth is it always will die And memories made are always at loss
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Feb 15, 2017
Feb 15, 2017 at 12:12 PM UTC
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A pitiful  heart Cried every night As the howling mean thoughts Kept creeping out of her own secret hide Kept reminding her How everything fails and has no cause For, the truth is it always will die And memories made are always at loss
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Feb 15, 2017
Feb 15, 2017 at 12:12 PM UTC
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