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Cold Spring Cleaning

I guess it wasn't worth that much
only a whispered sweet nothing
fading into thin air
 
just another broken promise or two
wouldn't make it worse
 
you never swept me off my feet
but you swept what was left of my faith
in you  
          off the floor  
                              before walking all over it
 
don't forget your lies, dear.
Written by delanee
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