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The Haunted Place
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Dolour Where are you this evening?
Are you where the heart haunts and mourns?
When will the heart's sorrow be silenced?
Hey lover, do you look at every guy searching for me within them?
A noose of yen hangs from the neck, lingering and I keep wishing to be somewhere else.
Maybe travel to the place the heart haunts and mourns.
Our hearts must be together, lover.
All these years in denial, I haven't found a cure.
Now, the body haunts where the heart lives.
