hurt

Thrown away. Ok.
Fine. But you can still go and see bands you like with your friends. you can still imagine. You can listen.

Once in a house on a hill.
A boy got angry
He broke into my heart
For a day and a night
I stayed beside him
Until I had no hope
So I came down the hill
Off course I was hurt
But then

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