Empty she left my heart
\nAnd gone, now her laughter echoes
\nWhich no one can hear.<\/p>\n
My heart cries
\nTears wash away its pain
\nWhich no one can see.<\/p>\n
She never knew she held
\nOn my heart such a hold: if she did
\nHer laughter probably would break it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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