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This is the sound of a lonely heart
Breaking pieces all torn apart
These are the dreams left out to die
As the summer sun wanes a mourning love gone dry
Those are the tears of unanswered prayers
Sad words forgotten though nobody cares
Here is the shell of a worthless life
Alone and abused, no help in sight
There lies the end of a love once true
The unfinished song written solely for you