There are broken hearts
and there are really bad starts
There are emotions and tears
and there are lies and fears
There are many things after you left
but my picture of my love is the only thing I kept
I tried to stop you from leaving
then I realized what am I achieving ??
At least I gave it my best shot
and I have learned alot
we are different
But the picture of my love remains in my heart silent
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