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The
Cracks on your heart
I saw them long ago
Never could I tell you
Yet loved them top to toe

I am
Not a black, not a white witch
More of a poor than a rich
Simple, stupid and weird
Now all my dreams
have disappeared

Cause
When I gave you my heart
I made yours mine
For them was a game
But to me, a warmth divine

All
I ever wanted, was to heal you
A bit of you from you, I'd steal you
Like you were the only measure
To my life's greatest treasure

- Tia Wins

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