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A life this tragic with no reason at all...

A house so empty even though so small..

A man so feared even when not tall..

A heart so bitten even though left untouched....

And if I do lose this heart do keep in mind...

My head would rule and bring my demise....

Since my original stopped it's lovely tune and left to hide...

Leaving me in hands not a bit kind....

And for those who know of who I really am...

Just hush still or I'd be forced to bring you down...

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