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I sit here and I write
Of my girl, my better half, my light
As I struggle to protect her heart
I can't help noticing that she's falling apart
Out of all this, I warn you:
For us both, this is something new
I try to put the bolts back from where they came
But I cry, because even though you will live
Neither of us will ever be the same