Falling Heart

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It's a snowy day in February and I'm thinking of you, not the bills on the dirty counter all past due. Each snowflake that's falling is a piece of my heart. Torn in the wind and drifting apart. It carries me from dusk till dawn, but don't worry Daddy soon enough I'll be gone. If you ever wish to see me you better hurry fast! Run to catch me before I've past. IF you wish to hear my cry and IF you care to find, then listen to your heart and open up your mind





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