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Torn of love, Torn of promises, Torn from the rose i stumbled upon.
Torn apart then filled with pain, filled with lust we are not the same.
Innocent I was Innocence is true innocent enough to say the same of you.
Good days have come as the sunshine glows, bad days i see from a far as tha darkend wind blows.
Torn. Do you feel my pain? Not at all. Do you feel what i feel as i hear your call?
Warmth and Joy is all the same but you can't hear my call, The call of your name.