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I made a paper heart for you
The night I saw you in my sleep
But I’ve been told that dreams come true
Thus this heart I will not keep
The night I saw you in my sleep
I woke with lonely pain and ache
Thus this heart I will not keep
Knowing that it’s yours to take
I woke with lonely pain and ache
The heart’s begun to yellow now
Knowing that it’s yours to take
But halted by your disallow
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