No More Of You

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I know I shouldn't accept
what you say. I feel I shouldn't believe
in you anymore. Oh! No, I can't understand
why you do these things to me. Maybe someday you'll explain.

I've been wandering in search of the truth for years.
Never found anything worth our pain and tears.
Then when you came along, I started to believe that
I could finally have faith in something real.
But you lied to my face then turned away and ran to the edge of your life.

Every time I turn around, I see you smiling back at me.
Every corner that I take, you're there
but you're not because you're not the you that you used to be.
Whenever I'm trapped, lost within the dark, I hear
your voice calling out though we're so far apart. I don't know what to do.
Everything... everything takes me back to you.

I've been searching for something to believe in.
Then you came along and I slowly stopped my grieving.
Every time I turn around, I see your smiling face.
When I'm trapped; lost in the dark. But you lied,
you lied, you lied right to my face. You turned away; you walked away;
you ran away and straight to the edge of your life.

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
WHEN ONE CHANGES THEIR PSYCHE

in hopes of a pairing, The one who gives most, hurts most. TK U MLJ LV NV

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