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Created on: March 02, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
You stained my heart with your charade
Take whats given
And never give it back again
Feeling a sense of decency
For what you've done
Because the timing was before
Your morals were gone
Loves slow hangover
clouding my brain
at least until
I let you do it again
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