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Hole in my chest

She liked walking around her old town
Thinking about love
She liked tapping flowers out of the field
Looking for the one

But one day she realized
All that she'd thought pink
Was turning black

She started taking out the flowers
Just to see them die.

She never wanted to go back again
Something in her mind had changed
And it would never be the same

There's a hole in my chest
I thought you were mine but
It turns out that you're not
You don't really need my love

Sometimes you have to do
What's good for you
But his absence is everywhere I look.

That day I realized all that I'd thought pink had turned into black.

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