TORN APART

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Her
He held me close, he held me tight
He was my moon in the night
But who would want me, this mess?
Who could give you no happiness

Him
What have I done? It feels so wrong
But I can't look weak, I need to look strong
But my heart is soon going to break
But I'll withstand all the pain I can take

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