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To dream,
to daydream
my hair is burned just as my head and my legs and, and, and...
MY HEART

I remember the first time i felt like that
my heart burning, in spring
my heart colliding, in spring 
my heart aching, in spring.

And again it is spring,
spring where I burn
spring where I ache
spring where I feel

feel my heart burn 
feel my heart ache

I saw him pointing his arrow at me
arrow with fire pointing at my heart
his burning arrow
pointing at my cold heart.

It was to much
I was thirsty 
I was in pain
I wanted him to be with me 
I could never want that feeling again.

My heart was burning
burning and aching
and that ache 
in a burn
washed away
and he never came back
to burn my heart again.

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