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You were gone and I was gone |
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and all of the flowers were dead and gone |
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And all of the things that I had, were songs again |
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Weaving the scent of the loss of your heart |
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from they are to meant |
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Life seems so empty |
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without you, my friend |
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Heartpaper lover |
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Are you gone again |
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heart paper lover |
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Are you gone again |
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Are you mine again |
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Grass is green all along |
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sun is filtering, yellow strong |
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I ripped and I burned all the papers |
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To the dust with them |
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Weaving the scent of the loss of your heart |
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from they are to meant |
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Life seems so empty |
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without you, my friend |
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Heart paper lover |
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Are you mine again |
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Heart paper lover |
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Are you gone again |
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Heart paper lover |
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Are you gone again |
