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A piece of my heart and velvet joy,
Tied together to make a perfect boy...
He's just a shdow
Cold and hollow...
Once apon a dream.
Thats sweet as cookies and cream...
Tears spill down her face.
Soaked her black dress lace...
Life is a joyus thing.
But sometimes you wish its gone...
He iz my world
My world iz my everyhing
Therefor i have nothing
Never will you be happy if you couldnt find someone you can share it with
You find Love and you keep it, play it and hurt it.
But when its lost you find it and promise that you'll take care of it.
Why is it like that?
I dont understand.