A Bleeding Heart
Hopelessly romantic
My heart is on my sleeve
Falling in love is my simple reprieve
From everyday life
The humdrum that it is
Maybe it does hurt me
Maybe it does scare
Every other soul for which I begin to care
I don't know why I'm like this
I know I'll never change
But I don't mind
The wasted time
I'm better off this way
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