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There's a emptiness in me
Where my heart use to be.
Even I lost the key
When all I yearn was to be free,
No need for these good deeds.

I end up hurting myself
always praying on my knees,
while it bleed and it reach to twenty three
where the tree cant grow from a dead seed.

Even the blind can see,
Beyond the arctic sea.
Where it spells from the emptiness
Where my heart use to be.

-adearest