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I have a fake smile and pretend not to care,
but really my heart is filled with sorrow and dis pare.
When I was young, I treated love like a game.
Now I lost True love, and all I feel is guilt and shame.
I wish that I could go back and erase what I've done
because I realize, a broken heart isn't fun.





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