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My viens used to bleed love for you ,now all that's left is scorns,I handed you my heart in a silver platterbut all you returned me wereroses with no petals but thorns.You could never hurt a soulto God, I could have swornbut when I saw the devil hidden behind that maskI could hear my heart getting torn
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