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Candy for your blackened heart

And words for your deaf ears.

Try and remember,

It isn’t the same if it changes in shape.

I heard my voice tremble

And I breathed a fresh air of pain.

It’ll never be the same, will it?

The nameless fog knocks on my door

I have forgotten my pleasures.

It’s a hit or miss situation,

Don’t let it go free,

I can’t get up without her.