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The Card
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Love I'm falling and falling hard
He somehow managed to play the card
The card I had hidden in order to save my heart
The card, that he holds, could tear me apart
The card he holds I so desperately fear
It can bring me both smiles and tears
It can make my life comp lete or shatter it later on
It can bring me joy and happiness one day and the next it could be gone
I wonder what he'll do with the card, left in the palm of his hand
The card that was to remain burried, at least that's what i planned
But now here he is holding that very card
And here I am falling, and falling hard
