Heart like a Stone
They’ll be no sweet Valentine, No candy, No body that will be mine, No gentle hand to caress, No lady To share any tenderness. I know they’ll be no one there, It’s the same, I grown used to lack of care, Coldness of being lonely, And it’s pain, I’ve given up on happy. No beats, my heart like a stone. Gloom Written March 8th, 2002 © on Mar 08 2002 05:41 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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