That summer I felt hurt by love for the second time
you were my turtle dove and our love was sublime
But even though, you were deeply unhappy, you didn't give it away.
Your pretty smile decieved me, and led me astray.


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And now that it is over, the woods are filled, with heartshaped clover
and Now I know, hearts heal
cause they brake, over and over.



I whispered three little words in your ear,
that in the mist of your unhappiness, you didn't want to hear.
Sometimes I dream, dream about another place,
a place where I still sense your grace.
And on my face, you leave a furrowed trace, a trace eternity cannot erase.


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And now that it is over, the woods are filled, with heartshaped clover
and Now I know, hearts heal
cause they brake, over and over.


You fade from me as teardrops
haunting me, in the Periphery of what I wasn't meant to see.
The memories of you, are rose thorns,
embracing my heart, lingering the suffering.



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And now that it is over, the woods are filled, with heartshaped clover
and Now I know, hearts heal
cause they brake, over and over.