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Pieces of Pain
My heart when you were gone was a rigid frame, it never bent,
only broke to pieces, I thought hope would put it back together,
but it never came, so now I think,
love, world, life, hate,
why does everyone in this world think life is so great, when moments like these,
only end up in disaster, nothing changes,
no rearranges, only darkness, loneliness,
no happiness or joy, just everlasting memories,
and the effect is pain, end up puking,
start to hurl, you were my teen angel,
now your just another girl.
