Empty
Theres an empty space and a cold seat, theres a rumor going around where you were. Theres an empty heart thats hanging on to it's last beat holding on to what we were is the last thing.
Love is something you can hear, love is something you can feel or is it something so plain but is it true we need it or do we find love a lie can we look up into the glorious sky.
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