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by Nicole Aug 23, 2006 category : Love, romance / lost love
Thinking of you, Makes my eyes fill. Even with this tissue, Not a single tear will spill. Always there to comfort me, Chasing away all my fears. But I was in too deep to see, That this wouldn't last for years. What we had was fake, It was manufactured love. But I was too weak too break, The spell you cast above. I didnt find out until now, How miserable you made me. And now its too late to allow, You to make this all easy. Thinking of you, Makes my eyes fill. Tears from laughter which I knew, Would give me this revengeful thrill.