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Post by WitchBoy on Feb 3, 2003 9:37:49 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300] How would she feel, if I were gone. Would she cry, as I sang my final song.
All the time I though she cared, Yet all she did, was stand and stare.
Foolish thoughts in a jumbled mind. Is there anything to leave behind.
The love I felt, is made a mock. All I feel now, is pain and shock.
she took my heart in her hand, Watched it trickle through, like sand.
Does she laugh, at love now gone. Look on, as she hears my final song.
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