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Created on: November 24, 2008
We have decided it isn't our fault for the way we are
it's religion, our family, our lost loves
It's too many wrong turns on the road of life
but we read the signs so it wasn't our wrong
We chased love's beckoning calls
so that alone should imply our innocence
For love is the one who screamed out to us
we were merely there by circumstance
And God, you spoke to me first
so this pain I have now that you're gone
Is certainly because you left me, right
again how could I be wrong
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accusations fly
People I don't know, whispering
where ever I go
Do they have
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Just could not begin
To analyse
by Myobi
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I forgot to fall
Watched you lose it all
Turn your face away
You're the one who'll pay
Place all the blame on
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