64.Attempt of pain

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I was standing on the edge
And you pushed me down
You made me wish I were dead
So I fell to the ground

On my knees I was begging
You to lift me up
There you are still standing
And it made my poor heart drop.

But I heard its beat again.
You left behind only pain.

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