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But you put a dart through my dreams, through my heart and I'm back where I started again; never thought it would end. From the bottom of my broken heart, there's just a thing or two I'd like you to know: you were my first love, you were my true love, from the first kisses to the very last rose. From the bottom of my broken heart, even though time may find me somebody new; you were my real love, I never knew love 'til there was you. From the bottom of my broken heart. You promised yourself but to somebody else, and you made it so perfectly clear. Still I wish you were here.

''Never look back'', we said. How was I to know I'd miss you so?

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