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Old ways
Living sad and depressed
In needed You to put my mind to rest
Instead you did not
So with my self I have fought
We had a bond formed in blood
One that you have drug through the mud
So I have formed a conclusion
Your love was no more than an illusion
In needed You to put my mind to rest
Instead you did not
So with my self I have fought
We had a bond formed in blood
One that you have drug through the mud
So I have formed a conclusion
Your love was no more than an illusion
Published 3rd Feb 2019
| Edited 8th Feb 2019
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