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Her...
When I think of you I want to cry.
When I see you with her, I want to die.
It reminds me of what used to be.
When life was good, and it was you and me.
I wonder if you'll ever see
That you and I are meant to be.
I still love you, forever and always.
But I bet you think about her when you're walking through the hallways.
When I see you with her, I want to die.
It reminds me of what used to be.
When life was good, and it was you and me.
I wonder if you'll ever see
That you and I are meant to be.
I still love you, forever and always.
But I bet you think about her when you're walking through the hallways.
Published 14th Jan 2012
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