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Break the law and you pay the time.
I fell in love and I was sentenced for life.
My heart's in a sealed up box,
and it's far far away.
I suppose I don't need it,
what am I supposed to use it for?
It's been used to tears, it is bound elsewhere.
The point of a heart is to share it,
but how can I share what I do not own?