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You stole it

You stole it, then broke it,
Yet you don't care one bit,
The harder i cry for you, the less you hear,
So i have sobbed my last tear,
I don't know why i held on for so long,
But as i look back i see you and i were wrong,
I need to find that someone meant for me,
Who won't hurt me and not give a care,
And together we make a perfect pair.





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