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My Heroine

You taught my heart,
a sense I never knew I had.
I can't forget the times.
I was lost and depressed from the awful truth.
How do you do it?

?

Oh I've been going through a hell of a time,
making sense of all that you left behind.
When I arrange it into columns and lines,
I always think it's adding up, but it never does.