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"Hard Hearted"

When these halls are empty, so is my heart.
I won't let them see me cry,though.
The though of their leaving a huge hole.
Though I know they'll miss me too,I hope.
The ground is hard like my heart even though I know we'll be apart.
Soon is too soon, but never is never too late.



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