Would somebody tell me head to tell my heart, to stop loving you?
The secrets shame me and play the part, of a love i cannot pursue.
Your sweet name remains in my soul, but dare not cross my lips.
I am half, and you are my whole, and i am broken for this.
A helpless babe weaned from life, i once thought i knew.
So i lie here alone tonight, and try not
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