Home feeling is the most important thing between a steady ...
All the source of varieties pain on yourself and people around you was because of you'd never let go ...
Any part of your will ...
Then, you won't make things completely ...
Never ever ...
Besides broke hearts and disappointed people who was really loves you ...
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I wait for the postman to bring me a letter
I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better
And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
I am broken but I am hoping
I am crying, a part of me is dying and
These are, these are
The confessions of a broken heart
I dream of another you
The one who would never never
Leave me alone to pick up the pieces
Hold me, that's what I needed
I don't know you, but I still want to
Tell me the truth, did you ever love me?
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