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There is a hole in my heart

Where the wind blows through

Something left behind

Guess, so I can remember you

Crazy as it seems

I wonder if you are still

Thinking about me

And the times we shared 

They were good, you see

It would be nice to hear

What you’re doing

Wondering where you are

And the life you're choosing

I can no longer imagine stopping

To patch this hole

I think, I’ll just let it grow

Because, no matter how hard I try

It seems to only cherish the memory 

Of when you were, by its side.