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There is no shoulder to cry on,

There is no hand to touch,

I have no one to love me that much…

I’m scared to fall in love,

scared to fall fast,

because everytime I fall in love…

it never seems to last

LoVe iS NoThInG bUt A pAtH To a BrOkEn hEaRt…

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