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I raise my arms in the attempt, to brush away the dust that lay, my bruising heart, old, unkempt, will beat its very last today. You never knew there was no end, a rope that bound you to me, and lives for which there is no mend, a heart which you will never see.
Left me with a lump in my throat and a strange feeling in my stomach.Very good.
Oh! this is romantic...Swwwweeeeeeeet!
Excellent descriptions of the emotions felt and conveys the message well.