My heart is breaking,
harder than when it started racing.
The feeling is going farther down,
Hard and fast.
I could die this way,
Something to look forward to at last.
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The Feeling
My heart is breaking,
harder than when it started racing.
The feeling is going farther down,
Hard and fast.
I could die this way,
Something to look forward to at last.
