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Guitar string heart

I have a guitar string heart You plucked the Strings and healed the Scars I have a guitar string heart You’re the one who came and healed my Scars I was used to being abandoned at The corner of a wall When you came Along and- Plucked my strings and closed The wounds Never would I have Imagined you My heart was broken into pieces And left alone I was torn but Then you- Plucked my strings and closed The wounds And this song is sounding Choppy and That’s because of You You make my heart stutter When you’re in The room

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