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When I lay me to sleep
And I close my eyes
Her face is the one
That haunts me at nights

Her spirit hold my heart
As my thoughts roams and chants
She holds me captive by her charm
Flickered lights and a squeaking door
Often leaves me crying on the floor
So much for the girl I adore

Her memories pay no fee
It acts as if it owns me
Oh, how I wish it would set me free
Instead, it just keeps haunting me

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