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Distance has taken its toll on us
we're not the same as before
but we seem to make no fuss
its as if we've walked out seperate doors
with no record of the scores
You jetted in and stole my heart away.
Left a hole of death in its flame proof space.
Leaving flesh to lay, burning and decay.
My heart was her: beauty and acid lace.
You had what I wanted and did not care.
