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Dear Pheonix

Why did I get my hopes so high
When my heart's too heavy for me to fly
Why do the fissures run so deep
When it's broken by one I cannot keep
I guess it's like what I've always heard
Love is like a fluttering bird
Some can catch it, and some cannot
It's a matter of how much luck you've got
And as I sit here with my broken net
I wonder if I should give up yet
I just wish one of those birds would stay
Because it hurts so much
To always watch them fly away
And I just lost the best today
Dear Phoenix come back and play!



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