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What kind of heart doesn't look back?
He's the air I would kill to breathe...
He holds my love in his hand...
Out of breathe, I went.
Hoping someday,
one day, I would breathe again.
Under the heavy rain,
the fire still glows,
glows so brightly,
glows so bright, it blinds...
This love,
you would never know,
how much it means to me.
How much I want to be her,
how much i want us to be us again...
This kills me so much.
Pratically like a living dead...
You will never be back.
That is the honest truth.
We're strangers again.
Are those memories suppose to fade in the air, to be gone with the wind with you?
What are they to you now?
Whenever i try,
i try really oh so hard, they only come back vivid.
They crawl back, crawl back to a corner of my mind...
Cry,
you wouldnt know...
I still care,
I'm still there...
Watching over you...
silently,
secretly,
distantly.
What kind of heart doesn't look back?
Do your's look back at me?
If it does, come back.
Come back.
Come back.
I need you here,
I need you now.
Come back.
Till i find someone better,
I love you.
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