A man,
Whispers here and there
Say his name is watt pad.
placed his hand on my chest,
Ripped my heart out,
And ran.
I've been here ever since,
In search of my heart.
In his hand, it's happy,
In his hand, it's satisfied,
In his hand, it's at ease,
From his hand it refuses to leave,
This is,
The chronicles of Jackiepedia.
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