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Bang went my heart

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Bang, Bang, Bang
Went my fist agents the wall beside me.
My fist was throbbing like a heart beet.
A heart beet I once had.
A heart beet that I truly miss.

Bang, Bang, Bang
Went my heart knocking at his door.
Hoping he still loved me.
Love me like he did before my heart broke in two.

Bang, Bang, Bang
Went my head agents the table.
Wondering what he really wanted.
If he loved me for me or what he hoped me to be.

Bang, Bang, Bang
Went my heart in its last beets for him.
Next time you see me ill be over you.
But we both know that’s not true.





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