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    It had to be me
    Who's heart is to be broken
    Who's heart is forced to unlove
    Who's heart is to be wounded
    Who's cheeks are red from crying
    Who's eyes are swollen from lack of sleep
    Who's heart is left with memories
    Of all that we did
    Is it me who gets too attached?
    Or is it fate that's playing games
    All heartaches cause holes in my heart
    Poor mind that forgets too quickly
    Whatever it is that it was faced with
    Each new step comes with deeper suppression
    Or just maybe am not of this world.