Am I real and what do I feel Hate is half a heart Only I am in my arms You were sold to something to hold Nothing`s as rude as the cold Stupidly beautifoolish true you Maybe madness is a heart Maybe heaven is a habig If I could fly I`d live in the sky I come from why And obviously you do too The very start of everything hard Could be the slip of a fingertip
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