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I asked my heart to stop bleeding for you
It replied that it was something it could not do.
I asked my mind to stop thinking
Thoughts of you are quicksand, and I'm rapidly sinking.
I asked my body to stop aching
You have no idea how long that's taking
I asked my eyes to please stop crying
With every tear, they say they're trying
I asked my soul to help me move on
Best thing to do now that you're gone.
- Hop Along
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