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hidden pain
A heart of gold
So I've been told
Some people grow old
With no one to hold
And stories left untold
As tears roll down my cheeks, feeling cold
Heartache, pain to the world withhold
So I've been told
Some people grow old
With no one to hold
And stories left untold
As tears roll down my cheeks, feeling cold
Heartache, pain to the world withhold
