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by Tasha Jul 5, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I see your shadow by the door I start to cry and even more When your footsteps started leaving I was tricked into believing That you said you cared for me And forever we would be Together in each others hearts But you ripped mine to little parts I hate myself for loving you I miss the things we used to do The things we used to laugh and share The cozy feeling of you there As I look to the picture frame I know my life won't be the same.