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Her
A pointless life of pain and sadness
Through all the madness
She who drys the tears and keeps me together
Lys with another
For I was to late
So I live in spite of the date
I let the one I love slip away
Through all the madness
She who drys the tears and keeps me together
Lys with another
For I was to late
So I live in spite of the date
I let the one I love slip away
Published 12th Nov 2015
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