
False hope
Often broke
Never spoke
Fake cloak
Thats how it goes
When you expect the most
Deep down a feeling grows
When things haunt like a ghost
Some one who was right there
Close to your heart some where
Your heart speaks their name
They are stuck in your brain
They are stuck in your brain
And one day
They leave
They dont stay
And you grieve
And you move on
And you groove on
And some one else knocks at your door
And the same story happens as before

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