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It is Over
You are not coming over anymore I know,
My heart will not continue to grow.
Passion again I will never feel,
The rest of my life a tasteless meal.
No more in my stomach those butterflies
From waiting for you to drive up and tell me those lies,
Those lies that said, "I love you."
My heart will not continue to grow.
Passion again I will never feel,
The rest of my life a tasteless meal.
No more in my stomach those butterflies
From waiting for you to drive up and tell me those lies,
Those lies that said, "I love you."
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