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My Distorted Heart

My distorted heart.
It loves hearts that will
Never love it back.

My distorted heart,
breaks itself by reaching out,
when his heart belongs to her.

My distorted heart,
Makes me look at him,
When I know he won't look back.

My distorted heart,
Is longing for his to listen,
When I tell him how I feel?

My distorted heart,
Won't even get that far,
Because I hold in all in.

My distorted heart,
Thrums wildly when I look at him,
But dies when he doesn't care.

My distorted heart,
Wishes it could take the place of hers,
'Cause it sure is lonely in me.

My distorted heart,
Makes my face turn red,
When I want to play it cool.

My distorted heart,
Is pathetic.



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