Just walk away*
Arrows to my heart might have been shot from days before
Now it seems the arrow has not hit its mark here any more
Sad, we use to have our initials in heart-shaped carved in the wall
We came together on that hot spring day, down in the school hall
We have came to grips with Love and it does not seem to be here no longer
I must bid a farewell to you and find another one to make my heart stronger
Dom*Colucci 2012
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