Lost Love
I am insane,
It is my pain
It beats like rain
This break-up-stain
She,I can't find
Yes,I do mind
Her heart was kind
Until she died
Now she is gone
On the yonder
And I have none
I grow fonder
She sees am cold
But in death,she folds
It will grow old
That's what am told
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