poem
sometimes people say that love is just a game, but i dought it.
why i put my heart out there that's nothing i Can ever take back.
I gave her my hart and know she's taking off running.
I don't really know if i could ever get her back.
The distances is killing me and I'm braking into pieces.
I wounder if ill ever get her back.
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