Willow | version: 19.10.2021 21:35

author: Jan Nowak1998
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I'm sitting here
And she is weeping
I didn't ask her why
She wouldn't tell me anyway
But I know that every time
I come here with my broken heart
She weeps instead of me
So I wouldn't have to cry.

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