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Your "true" love

Laying here, just laying here
With tears streaming down her face
Crying for him
Yearning for him
When he's only a foot away
He laughs at her
Tells her he doesn't love her
So she lays there
Cold and hard as stone
With one tear strolling down her face
For the last time....





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