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.x.&&wipe the tears sweetheart, she'll never no anyway whats the point.x. |
.x.&&he was my solider boy,my first love,iraq f.u.c.k.e.d it up.x. |
.x.&&he had a glue gun swore he would fix my heart, guess he took it to the workshop and forgot to return it.x. |
.x.&&he still has her teddy on his bed,the smell off her perfume still lingers, he has her photo in a frame, even when he knows it will never be the same.x. |
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.x.&&we will always have the nights, when we listened to greenday at three in the morning.x. |