
I wish I could bubble wrap my heart, in case I fall and break apart. I’m not God, I can’t change the stars, and I don’t know if there’s life on Mars. But I know you hurt, people that you love and those who care for you. I want nothing to do with the things you’re going trough. This is the last time, I give up this heart of mine, I’m telling you that I’m a broken man who’s finally realised. You’re standing in the moonlight but you’re black on the inside. Do you think you ought to cry? This is goodbye
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