A heart torn in two,
is the worst torture ever.
It's like a nife stabbing,
and my heart is severed.
It's so hard not to cry,
to hold back the tears.
But I have to choose one,
and fight back all my fears.
It's not fair how much life can hert,
how it kicks you to the floor.
So I lay there crying,
I can't hold back anymore.
But to my suprise,
a pair of arms wrap around me.
It was him all along,
that, I can finally see.
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