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My Heart

My heart rences out
I cry in my dreams
Your face, it haunts me, so it seems
I wanted that for you
You should be the one feeling this guilt
I did nothing wrong
Yet you still haunt me as so
When will this heartbreak end
When will my dreams no longer be nightmares
Maybe once I forget you, I tell myself
But I know that my love shall never cease
I love your face, but it hurts to look
You are my drug and I am hooked
I know that you will never leave my memory
It is my curse, so it seems