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Black Hearts Troubled, she trembles and sits on the floor She worries and wonders and stares at the door Confusion and hatred is bound in her eyes Answers she’s seeking and found only lies Spiders and creatures crawl round in her head Pale and half conscious she looks nearly dead Because someone has hurt her and left her to rot And through all this pain she’s only distraught Love is a disaster that wavers on death Clasping her heart, she can’t catch her breath Light disappears from her once coloured heart This darkness has hit her and torn her apart.
