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Deja-vu feeling
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Another blow to the heart,
It seems to become a habit,
A bad habit, more like a curse
It\'s rotting me inside.
My heart decomposes little by little...
Day by day, i travel
Through this tunnel of bad luck,
That seems to have no light at the end
Just a flashlight, that turns on and off,
But sadly enough,it never stays ON for me.
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