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Our soul's evacuation failed,
and were the determined escapee
Their vows unsound, and our
hearts were always free.

And as we refuse to believe
That our pain won't relieve.
Mending our scars, heart, and bones,
to assure that the future will be bright and blue.

A crack in the pavement
is a crack in the heart
Our soul on exhibit,
and our love is an art

You would see pain
as we chant "love"
And as you strain in vain
You can watch our hearts mesh and collide.

A crack in the pavement
is a crack in the heart.
Our soul on exhibit,
and our love is an art.
Last edited by HunterRiggs10 at Aug 17, 2009,