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My heart aches just thinking
Worrying and pining
My soul dies just a little inside everytime
Your face is at the back of the lids of my eye
Your smile, oh, your smile
Tattooed on my heart
And with pain it bleeds
It bleeds yet never dries
The pain is raw where it is
And all I can do is close my eyes
And think
Think of you still
Although I die,
I die each time.