my heart is broken
here in the cup of my hands
from between cracked fingers
old blood spills
I had to move on, baby
for when I tasted my own tears
they were too sweet
and I knew that I had come to close
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Håller ditt hjärta i min hand och sätter det varsamt tillbaka.
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