Abracadabra

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When you walked into my heart, i felt confident
I was the naive girl who believed you were different

Abracadabra, your spell begin
Wake me up from the grave, where i laid in
Just so that you could kill me all over again

You picked me up from the ashes you were my prominent
But change is the only thing, that is permanent

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