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This heart
Where the hell are you?
I've been waiting for what seems like my whole life
I can't get it out of my head
I thought by now I'd be someone's wife.
Nothing turned out how I thought it would
Is it for the best, for the greater good?
Why is the heart such a fragile thing?
With every rejection I feel the sting.
I look in the mirror but it ain't me looking back
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Saturday 6th October 2018 12:40 pm
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