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The Heart
The heart is a funny thing with a mind all its own
It withers like a garden left untended and alone
And the thorns of loneliness invade and destroy what they can't steal
So easy to hurt but oh so hard to heal
I know, I've had it happen to me time and time again
And it feels just like being turned down by your one and only friend
So don't fool yourself by saying that it won't hurt, the pain's not real
So easy to hurt but oh so hard to heal
So easy to hurt but oh so hard to heal
Hard to heal
by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com